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》》Jack《《 Calvin drove us to Jason's apartment. It was a silent drive. Radio was crap, playing the most depressing songs you'll ever hear. The one song that really hit so hard, I saw Jason cry, was Happier by Marshmello and Bastille. I'm not too sure what about the lyrics caused Jason to shed a few tears, but I knew I had to listen to that song again, maybe look up the lyrics.

When Jade heard this, her heart and soul trembled dramatically. If the Undead Gate were really opened here, then humanity would be done for. “Kill! “Do it quickly!’

The morgue was cold, carrying a foul, sterile smell. Expressionless staff pushed me into a metal drawer. With a soft "click," the door closed. The system's voice echoed in my mind. [Death confirmed. Final storyline completed.] [Countdown to soul departure: 71 hours 59 minutes.] [Please await the opening of the passage.] I drifted in the cold, hollow air and let out a breath. Finally, things were coming to an end.

He handed me the phone, and there was my mom's face, looking back at me. "Silvia, I didn't want to trick you, but we had no choice, life backed us into a corner! "Just trust Chester. I think it's a good plan. We can start fresh somewhere new." Seeing my mom okay made my eyes well up. Then Wendy popped up on the screen, "Mom, we're going to Tylandra!" I could not hold back the tears any longer. Chester hung up and started dabbing at my eyes with a tissue. "Darling, I'm so sorry. I never would've done this if I'd known how much it would hurt you," he murmured, holding me close, every inch the caring husband.

“Welcome to the club, buddy. Scared shitless but completely addicted.” I allowed myself a small, almost embarrassed smile. “Yeah. Addicted sounds about right.”

Maybe because some part of me had already known it was true. The hooded man groaned where he’d fallen, the stick Steve hurled still lodged deep in his chest. He was bleeding thick, black fluid, like tar. Even in pain, he spat rage. "You have no idea what you've done." I stepped toward him, cautious but emboldened. The vines slithered and pulsed around us, wrapping the bodies of the undead like motherly hands coaxing their children to sleep. One by one, they fell—not like bodies collapsing, but like souls released from torment.

I knew you didn't do anything wrong, but I still got you tangled up in this mess. Before I could finish reading the text, a tidal wave of emotion hit me, and my phone slipped from my limp fingers, crashing to the ground. I crouched down, cradling my head in my arms, as tears of utter hopelessness streamed down my face. My world used to be a place of endless gray. Loving Thomas was like a beacon in the darkness, my second faith. All of a sudden, they were telling me... It was all a lie... All those moments of misguided love, the feelings I poured out, the pain I went through… It was all one big, cruel joke.

It was as if she was a constant thorn in his side, a woman who refused to be silenced or intimidated. While Nysaa, her gait unsteady, left the dimly lit bar and stumbled onto the city's sidewalk. The amber liquid coursing through her veins had left her in a state of blissful inebriation. The city's neon lights were like a blurry rainbow, casting colorful glows on the pavement. The surrounding cityscape danced in her vision, a playful whirl of lights. As she navigated the labyrinthine streets, her steps meandered like a ship adrift in a stormy sea. Her steps were uncertain, and the world seemed to tilt and sway around her. She muttered to herself, a slurred symphony of words only she could un

God- why did I come here without my phone! She began to slam her hands again on the door, called for someone, she was panting heavily and was frightened to the thought of being here until when. "Shaydon… Where are you? I came here so I could talk to you and you- you are nowhere.." She whispered while panting. "How does it 'feel?'" A voice came from outside, an angry and mocking voice of 'his'

Her sobs tore through the quiet of the room, echoing off the stark white walls. My feet were glued to the ground, my heart pounding a frenzied rhythm in my chest. The sight before me was too much to bear. Melissa, her face pallid, lay so still, so achingly motionless. The room seemed to close in around me, suffocating me in its unbearable silence. Arcane's cries filled the void, a heartrending symphony of grief. "Mom," she choked out, her voice a desperate plea. "Please, wake up. You can't leave me like this."