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... hole, and every sensation in his body dulled to nothing but the distant memory of pain, one stubborn ember of thought refused to fade.
"I am a loser... my life ended without proving anyone wrong. Without proving that I’m not a necrophile."
His lungs had stopped. His heart was no longer beating. There was no air, no light, no feeling. Only a void stretching endlessly before him, cold and silent.
Yet deep within that abyss, Sid’s mind still echoed with the cruel laughter fr ...
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