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“Please, let me...”
Eventually, it became deathly silent. Everything around him began to warp. He stopped fighting. His body went stiff, as if he were no longer there. His eyes grew wet and glassy. He stopped fighting. He is a doll now... a stone... he isn’t there... Everything becomes a scene that he hopes will be over quickly.
Rick was right. It has no meaning.
It hadn't started like a nightmare. It had started with the same old noise, the same old smell of ozone and booze in the garage...
Thirty minutes earlier:
Rick and Morty were fighting again. Rick was throwing around some hurtful words...Bookmarked by Coresun57
28 Aug 2026
