I'm dead,I mean I know I am,so why am I still here? The room I'm in was torn apart by something,the floor had given away in some areas and the floor had splashes of blood on them almost like something had been popped. On the ground laid various piles of rubble with what looked like an arm poking out. As I looked at the gruesome scene the memories came back the memories of my death.....
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