100 WC Week #35

I’m running. I’m running as fast as I can. The gateway is approaching rapidly. “I’m coming, my friend….” Says the voice. The air turns cold. The cemetery turns black. The gates are closing. Closing…closing…closing…..

I’m panting. I’m panting as hard as I can. The gates have closed. The voice is close. My life is far, far, far, long, long, long gone….

I’m crying. I’m crying as hard as I can. My mind is closed. The voice is mine. The voice is is in me. In my body. His mind is mine. My body is possesed…

Goodbye. Goodbye, my life…


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