(wevewonjergens...)


Had he, though...?


A scarlet pelted stag was strewn on the ground, like a ragdoll that had begun to fall apart, it's delicate seams ripped apart.


His right ear has long since been torn away... leaving nothing more than a bloody stump behind, twitching at even the slightest noise.


He lacks a right eye as well, long since peirced away by the stray prong of an antler.


Two of his legs are bent in such an unnatural, grotesque manner... it's no wonder since they're broken.


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Am I... Am I dying....? Is this... Is this what dying feels like...


Of course he was dying. Why wouldn't he...?


He knew what it had felt like before...


And it was just as terrifying now as it was then...


(jergens...)


...Friend... or whatever the fuck yer name is now...


(...yes...?)


Can't see... What's.... who... am.... I alone...?


A pause.


(crybabytoukankahlan...)


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Rose... I... Where's Rose...?


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I... I want to see him... I want him...


(darlingsavesaveyourbreath)


I... I can't...


(sweetheart... itssodarkinhereherenowitssodark...)


I... I don't want to die!


(ititwon'tbeashardhardasbefore...)


SOMEONE HELP!!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!! PLEASE!!!


(Imheredarlingloversweetheart...)


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Thump.... Thump....