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𝕮𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖞
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2019-08-19 11:40 pm (UTC)
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Ironic, isn't it?
He hears the ceiling crack, another second or two of the white taking over his vision. He hears Hastur cry out. He feels himself hit the floor, the heat, something falling on him.
Ah, this is strange. Everything goes so quiet. So distant. So...
Ride home.
A soft voice in his mind.
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Date: 2019-08-19 11:40 pm (UTC)He hears the ceiling crack, another second or two of the white taking over his vision. He hears Hastur cry out. He feels himself hit the floor, the heat, something falling on him.
Ah, this is strange. Everything goes so quiet. So distant. So...
Ride home. A soft voice in his mind.