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the room stopped spinning.

Everything… was back now. Room. Chairs. Him. He could see. He could think. He could breathe. In. Out. In. Out. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. He was here. Somewhere. Didn’t know where. He was here. Alone. By himself.


Was he?

He didn’t know.

There was a gu-

No there wasn’t.

And quickly, suddenly, without any hesitation, he stood. Moved. Looked around. Jumping. Jolting. Had to move. Had to run. Had to get the gun and-

He was alone.

Nobody else was in here with him.


Where was the gun?

Wait, there it was. Next to…

Next to…

He took his steps. Left. Breathe in. Right. Breathe out. He could do this. He could do this. He was there, he just needed to-

And there was Jasper.

His corpse.

He had done that.

And no he couldn’t look he couldn’t see he couldn’t do anything he couldn’t no he just had to grab the gun do it get out of here he could feel it hand on rubber or metal or he didn’t know grab it step away and-


He couldn’t stay here.

He knew that now.

So, with one step taken at a time, he ran.

((Alvaro Vacanti, continued elsewhere))
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