Tweek lived a relatively normal life up until that one moment. It's like he felt an urge, as if he was drawn to that crow. Laying limp and lifeless on the ground. When he held it in his hands, he could feel the cold from the carcass slowly fade as the bird began to breathe once again. He had just resurrected a Crow. Then it all fell to black. //TweekxCraig mostly
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