The In Between
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MatureComplete Tue, Feb 23, 20212h 57m
*WARNING*
Mention of suicide
Blood/violence
Homophobic slur
Death. Lots of death.
Murder and betrayal
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"James?" I asked. He dropped his scythe.
"No. Nononono. This is a mistake. You're a mistake."
"James what the hell? You were dead! What's going on!?"
"I am dead, idiot. You're dead too--"
"Oh my god, my mom's going to kill me,"
"Looks like someone already beat her to it," he said. I gaped. "I'm your-- dammit-- your guide."
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James Abbatiello, a 17 year old committed suicide. It might've been Ricky's fault. At least, a little bit. Then something else unfortunate happened. Ricky also died, getting into a fight with the people who practically killed James. Now, James has to lead Ricky through the In Between to get to The dead world, AKA Tamir, but there are many obstacles they need to face, including birds trying to eat them, wolves and bees, and fighting their own shadows on top of a train.
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Also I'm writing this with a friend, so it's not just my work. Also she drew the original cover and the updated version (LOOK AT IT ITS SO GOOD 😭😭😭) and yeah so thank you Lucy uwu ♥️🙏
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