Good-Luck
"Good-Luck"
"Faces appear in hollow darkness, sibilant whispers fill the
void of darkness you’re now immersed in. You’re in an idiosyncratic
hallucination of your own mind, hands stretch towards you slowly, fading like
mist once they reach your face. Your chest caves in, you’re now gasping for air
as you’re surrounded in the sounds of laughter. You feel your head feeling
lighter and just as you were about to fade into silence, consciousness finds
you. A severed rabbit’s foot grasped in your hand, good-luck."
LOVE IT
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