I'm falling.
Why am I falling?
I can't move. I can't scream.
I'm alone and I'm falling.
The darkness is overwhelming. It is calling out to me, in silent whispers.
I see a shapeless figure as I fall. It's long arm extends towards me, and it's bony fingers curl around my wrist.
The dark smoky figure surrounds me and I come to a sudden stop.
I feel hard cool metal underneath me as my body slams into it.
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Gasoline
Short Storyi think there's a fault in my code ~~~ hi! this is my first story, so I hope you like it i heard a few lyrics of the song Gasoline by Halsey a few weeks ago, and they have been stuck in my head ever since. enjoy!
