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Subject: /:\Suicide Solution/:\


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Freb
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Date Posted: 10:47:35 07/21/03 Mon
In reply to: Shania 's message, "^You've Got Me Good^" on 02:01:23 07/21/03 Mon

/:\He was glad she didn't notice...it wasn't anything that concerned her. It was a problem that he alone had to deal with...it was his battle and one that he intended to fight himself. He would not be sleeping for a long while yet...though this didn't bother him. His thoughts return to what had happened leading up to his death...and waking in the grave. Digging his way up had been exhausting and he'd slept all day in an alleyway after doing so. He'd then woken as the sun was setting, and relized it was time to continue oneward. Home. Though he had almost feared to do so. He supposed some instinct, some sense of his, told him that something was wrong, and he wouldn't be going home to an easy way of life. Suddenly, another searing, explosive pain claims his cranium, so bad, in fact, that he loses consciences all together./:\


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¤¤¤First pain...then the feel of the crimson tide washing over him and soaking him immediately. The sensation of falling. And then, the oblivion of death. Though what he had not remembered, is his decent to the afterlife. Flames and pain was all he knew at first...before it faded to darkness. Flashes of orange light. No, flames licking at his face. Stumbling backward...and catching sight of Shania. Trying to yell for her as the flames krept towards her, trying to go to her...but bound by something...frozen in place. Watching her burn. Lunging against whatever binds held him to this hellish spot and failing to suceed. Hearing her screams. It was, though he didn't know it, hell.¤¤¤


/:\Brown eyes shoot open, a sharp intake of breath taken as if he feared himself dead. He was drenched in sweat, and his breathing is ragged. Brown eyes take in his surroundings. Sunlight. It was morning. Shania....she was alive and well, though she would be sick, still in his arms. He realizes that the pain came when a memory surfaced...the one from last night had been awful enough to keep him unconscience for the length of the night. Hell. He realizes that the memory had been of hell. And he had been there./:\

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