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why.
why are you still here?
wha- no not you.
HIM.
...
i promise you- he was right there.
i swear-
. . .
listen please.
i think something is going on with me.
i havent been feeling myself lately.
hes gone,
suits and cuffs took him away years ago.
...but it feels like he never left.
THERE
THERE HE IS-
NO
. . .
hes gone.
. . .
i cant say it
youll never know...will you?
you cant know.
i know he cant hurt me
hes gone
i know that-
it feels like he never left.
i can hear him.
the sound of his voice...
his song, his laugh...
...his fists...
the way he'd bite his tongue when his friends came around
his words cutting into me like glass the second they left...
fine.
youre not going to talk to me,
are you?
and youre not going to show yourself.
its just me here.
STOP STOP PLEASE OH MY GOD STOP-
I CANT DO THIS
STOP SHOWING UP.
ITS PITCH BLACK.
ITS DARK.
THIS IS A BOTTOMLESS PIT WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?!?
. . .
no
not you.
him.
. . .
do you see him now?
the shadow.
its him.
hes been following me for a while now.
trying to blend in with my own.
i dont understand.
look around.
its pitch black.
PITCH
BLACK.
theres not a flicker of light for miles down here.
how on earth can he still get to me?
hey.
you.
yes you.
the only person that can hear me.
you.
. . .
...do you have a flashlight?
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