I wake up. The house is quiet, empty, broken into. I do not know what happened here. The door was wide open. The lights on. I bear witness to a play with no actors.
Confused, I frantically look for an answer. A person. A heartbeat. A sign that confirms my own existence. Are you there? Am I finally on the outside looking in? I can't tell. The little hole is shut. But suddenly, I hear a noise. Is it a voice? A specter? Or was it my own echo, distorted by these unfamiliar halls? I don't know. I don't. I don't.
My hands shake. My voice trembles as I call out to the murky darkness.
Hello? Can you hear me? Is anybody there? Please, help me. Please, stop looking at me. Please. I can't take this anymore.
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The house is
quiet, empty, broken into.
I do not know what happened here.
The door was wide open. The lights on.
I bear witness to a play with no actors.
Confused, I frantically look for an answer.
A person. A heartbeat. A sign that confirms my own existence.
Are you there? Am I finally on the outside looking in?
I can't tell. The little hole is shut.
But suddenly, I hear a noise.
Is it a voice? A specter? Or was it my own echo, distorted by these unfamiliar halls?
I don't know.
I don't.
I don't.
My hands shake.
My voice trembles as I call out to the murky darkness.
Hello? Can you hear me?
Is anybody there?
Please, help me.
Please, stop looking at me.
Please.
I can't take this anymore.
But nobody answers.
And so,