The ink was quite faded, as if it were slightly splotched with water.
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Is this it?
Is this where I've gotten to? I guess so. I'm going to hear muffled screams. But I've felt so numb and the ringing is so loud. I probably won't be able to tell whether it's mine or not. So cold. I feel so cold. I'm not even in yet. But what do I care about?
I'm going to go 16 feet deep. I don't think I'll even try to swim back up. I will see the sinister face looking down at me. Grinning. I know how it'll feel, how the water will rise into my lungs. The oxygen parting its ways. Leaving and taking my life with it.
A final thought. A final breath. A final word. A final love. Today was my final everything and I didn't know until I felt it. Goodbye my love, my forever magnolia, shall my lyrics forever be in your heart.
Do not let the authorities be involved in this.
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Kenopsia
Mystery / ThrillerKenopsia (n.) the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that's usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet. 20th century, 1920s In the hotel, a group of people head in to have the best time of their lives. However all goes wrong. Whe...
