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25. Hold My Hand
Yuugi was near tears, his breath was shaky.
"Just, please, please hold my hand," he whispered.
Yami wasn't faring much better. He nodded, but only because he was speechless; a nasty lump in his throat was cutting off his words and threatening to cut off his air supply.
They were quiet.
It was quite possibly their last night together for all eternity. If Yuugi won...If Yami crossed over...If Yuugi couldn't join him in death...
Deep within the confines of their minds they did not speak the thoughts they could feel suffocating them like a thick wool blanket. They sat in silence instead, holding hands they could not even feel.
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