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  • Regrets.

    I woke up in a dark room, cold chill is running down my back as I am desperately trying to move but my body just seems to work against me. It feels like I am out of my body high above it, in some unknown world, in some unknown state, but still connected to it with some kind of invisible chain, the type of chain they wrap around your neck. Slowly I can feel the strength that grips around my neck, forcing me to breathe harder, like somebody, or something, is choking me. The last several minutes I was trying to move my body, nothing happened, but now that I am more or less aware of my 'surroundings' I can feel my disconnected body shaking. It's trembling as I am desperately trying to force it into my commanded movements. Something is changing - my eyelids open and I see something that, not in any imagination, can just be a wild dream gone bad.


    I was halfway looking down my body, which was leaking blood out of the wound in my chest, where the big kingsword had pierced my
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