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"I'll love you till you die."
How long is that? What about after death?
An icy cool breeze blew gently across my back. Warm liquid caked my body, gluing my eyes shut. A moan of pain escaped my lips, as I slowly started to gain control of my body again and my brain finally registered the thousands of slits across my back. Breaking the thin film of blood over my eyes I sat up gasping in pain with every small movement another lightly healed cut split back open. Holly's ragged breathing could be heard from the corner and I could just make out her shivering silhouette. A sickly dark liquid started to fill my mouth, I spat it out but more came in its place. I tried swallowing it but nothing helped, my nails scraped across the cool stone beneath me as I tried to reach out for someone or something to hold onto.
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