The Institute

The Institute

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"W-what does that mean?" My eyes rose to meet at my family at the table in front of me, my hands holding the letter between my shaking fingertips. "It means you die."
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It's like the whole world stopped. Everyone just stood there, not moving or breathing. The lights faded out and my lungs ached. I couldn't breathe. No matter if I gasped, nothing would come. Everything was a blur. In that moment, I knew that I just pissed off the wrong person, and I was dying. "I love you, L-" I gasped out before the whole world started to work again. But I wasn't there, I was dead.

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