mind_blown | THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.

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*heart game

THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.

It's all darkness.

The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.

There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.

So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.

And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...

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We'll be quick and try not to be troublemakers. Ah, just a question, though—

...was it you who said he should let us in?

Yeah, snap decision. I had an issue, needed some backup.

[he can't exactly go rip out the flowers himself, if his injuries are to be believed?]

Well, you know me. Always happy to help.

[ she—winks at him? ]

We'll do our best to not let that good faith not be misplaced.

[there's a brief pause, and then a relaxed sigh.]

I'd really appreciate it.

And, try not to kill anyone. It's either gonna hurt you worse than it will me, or it just makes a headache for me.