@sp00k3yz *I SPRINT AND I DIE AND THEN I RESSURECT, REACHING FOR THE BOOK ONLY TO REALIZE THAT I HAVE TO GO HAVE FAMILY TIME. I THEN BEGRUDGINGLY LEAVE THIS CHAPTER BEHIND, STARING BACK AS I WALK INTO THE SUNSET, LEAVING IT THERE AT THE TRAIN STATION WITHOUT ME. 57 YEARS LATER, I HAVE RETURNED. THE CHAPTER, NOW OVER AN HOUR OLD, AND IT HURTS MY HEART. I RUN TO IT, AND I HUG IT DEARLY, SO EXCITED TO GET INTO IT (ayo?) AND THEN I WASTE FIVE MINUTES OF MY LIFE TYPING OUT A MELODRAMATIC PARAGRAPH ABOUT HOW I SAW THIS AN HOUR AGO AND THEN HAD TO LEAVE. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.
