#prologue

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I can't do it anymore, I won't.

I feel numb. I can't feel at all. I've lost everything.

My stomach feels as if it's burning from the pills. I'm not even home, its ironic how I've found myself in a cemetery, sitting under a weeping willow tree near a cliff.

It's beautiful, truly, off the cliff there are mountains and I shall watch the sun set as I die.

I've got no one, so I won't be missed in the slightest. Thus, making it so no one will save me.

I look up towards the sky and see the leaves and branches of the tree I'm sitting under swinging abnormally in the wind. Odd, isn't it, it was nearly as windy as it is now a few moments ago

As I wince once more at the pain, it suddenly subsidizes, and I feel my vision go blurry.

I breathe in, and out once more before I die where I sit.

Right before I close my eyes I manage to catch a glimpse of a what looks like a human figure in front of me

And then it all goes black
and
Cold

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