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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 4:33 pm
He chokes out a sob, backing away from the specter. His humming stops for a minute as he tries to collect himself, then starts back up, shakier than before. It's not the same song, a pop song this time Hyejin sent him.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 4:52 pm
The path is straight and true, guiding Chris closer to the center of the maze. He cannot see that he is close to victory, but he can feel it. Victory is within his grasp.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 4:59 pm
There is hope a feeling but he tries to squash it down - not the time to work on hope. Hope tended to kill more than it helped.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:02 pm
A short path. He is so, so very close. He can taste it.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:15 pm
He takes a deep breath - hums out another note and walks. Close, close, close he has to be. He has to.
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So Long Gay Bowser rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:16 pm
In his mind, Autumn is dead before him. Then it is Jeremiah, and Zac. All of the friends he has met in Other Ashdown. The cloying smell of death chokes him as the beast runs a tender, loving hand around his mortal throat- so easy to squeeze, so easy to break.
Chris opens his eyes. He has hit a wall.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:19 pm
He sobs openly this time, tears streaming down his face as he retraces his steps. Enough, enough, he wanted out. Something in his chest twists as he looks for something to hold on to and he staggers forward, holding onto the hedges again.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:27 pm
Another short path. it seems they get smaller and smaller as he goes. If he can push away the misery, he is so very close.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:29 pm
He wiped at his face, trying to stop the tears, trying to take some joy in the fact the maze seemed to get smaller. Close, he had to be close. He had too. Another sob escaped as he turned.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:30 pm
A round in the bushes, the path is slightly longer. But not by much. He has to be near the center. He just has to be.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:38 pm
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:42 pm
It is the beginning of the end.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:47 pm
He takes a breath, calming himself. Tears are still streaming down his face but he can make it. He can try.
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So Long Gay Bowser rolled 1 10-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:48 pm
He feels the brush of death down the back of his spine.
But Chris now knows what to do.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2016 5:50 pm
There is a brush - a touch - but his tears are drying on his face. He needs to finish. Quietly he makes his last turn around and then goes right.
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