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Chapter 2: Dining
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... was as dark as it could be.
The feeling of nothingness.
It pressed him from every angle - a hollowed weight that smothered him until he couldn’t tell who he was.
Feeling, emotions, names, memories, language.
He was but a mere spark of dust , in the unending darkness, forgotten, left to disintegrate excruciatingly.
Was he forgotten?
What would happen to him?
His very being was being torn apart.
His struggles were futile, he could on ...
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