world where I found myself in, I had to run. Run from this darkness, get home. How do I get home. where is the door to my world. The blocked it off. Through the chamber door I go, down through the market, through to the train station and up out into my world. The world was dead around us Destroyed. But breathing, there was life somewhere, for there is always life so long as I am around
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