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If you've never heard Samuel Barber's Adagio for Strings... dude, you're missing out and that's all there is to it.
On we go, then...
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Waking 41.
I think it's still a sleeping. Or supposed to be. Greys is still asleep.
My stomach woke me up; it still aches.
The wind has stilled and the air is pink.
I can see an edge, like a horizon. It doesn't look very far away. I'm just going to look.
I'll take you with me.
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Nothing.
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Thunder, no...
Rumbling in the dark all around me.
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Only darkness, only darkness?
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No, no, no, why darkness? Why? Why all things leaving me here to die? I can't do this anymore! Where is my Sun? Where is my Sky! My sky, my sky... Why does it abandon me?
I can't be in the dark anymore, I can't, I can't... Why did this happen to us?
I can't.
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Oh my stomach hurts.
And my head...
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Did I imagine it?
Terrifying.
Fear strikes me: am I really going crazy? The things I see, are none of them real? The time I thought Greys came back, but he didn't. The light, like fire in the sky, but it left me; my eyes, my very eyes lied to me! Like they did before. Do they think it a cruel game? Did I imagine it all?
And Greys... This fear is too deep, twists a knot in my gut.
Greys? Did Greys really come back? Moons am I imagining him too?
I can't move. Fire and death, I cry.
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Write... hand. Something.
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Stop. Stop. Wait. Stay here. Here and now, think, curse you...
Hold on. Please.
No, no he fed me fish, he fed me.
But I'm still hungry.
NO! But he fed me, blast it! He's real! He must be!
He must be...
He must be...
Everything breaks down.
My knee... it hurts. Lying down. I just hurt... Hurts so much. My stomach.
There's nothing. Nothing, nothing, nothing...
Nothing.
Nothing.
Everything's gone.
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No, the Thunder. It's here, it... comes to kill me. It will consume me.
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Oh I hurt.
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Only thing here. Just the Thunder and I. I wish it would take me quickly. Take me now. I can't hurt anymore.
We should all have died from the beginning. Captain Peralta, Haley... Theirs was the better lot, the easier way.
I survived and escaped death.
But they had the real escape. No arduous... existence. They were set free.
Not left in the Nothing.
With nothing left.
Nothing left.
Noth
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My hands... My page and pen.
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She's here.
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She's here for me.