A wise person once said 'Death's easy, it's quiet; just close your eyes and it's over...' I'm here to tell you it's loud. Ripping, tearing and screaming was all I could hear as the Wendigo dug it's claws into my chest. I was over-confident in my knowledge. I knew every outcome of 'Until Dawn' like the back of my hand. I thought this was just a game and I was just imagining things and thought I could have some fun. I thought Charlotte, Lydia and myself were untouchable. I've formed new relationships and I've broken up old ones. I wasn't supposed to be falling in love with what was fictional, but I could feel every tear, every caress of a hand and every unexpected kiss on my cheek. How the hell did it come to this? Now, I was looking at the result of chaos. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What were harmless, like butterflies." "Even butterflies can cause storms Charlotte." "So what does that make us?" "Well Lydia...it makes us the butterflies" "Oh...well shit." "Yes Charlotte my thoughts exactly." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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