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Hello? Hello?
Why am I surprised anymore? This happens every day. The phone rings, I pick up, and there's that buzz that makes my ears fuckin’ bleed. And then I call back, and…
You know, a part of me thinks I deserve this. Isn’t that crazy? I deserve this punishment. For what? I… don’t know. I really don’t. But, you know, if I’ve been subjected to this for so long, it gotta be for a reason, right? Seeing how my life was like… it makes sense that I would end up here. A place orange as far as the eyes can see, with that disgusting smell that still makes me sick to my stomach– my own personal hell. I have time to sit here and… think, I guess. What the fuck else can I do? It’s an eternal timeout. If I knew this would happen, maybe I would’ve been better to my folks. Maybe I would've been nicer to my coworkers. Maybe I would’ve asked her out sooner, instead of sitting on Discord all day. Then again, if I knew this was waiting for me at the end of it all, would it even be worth it? That part of me is glad my absence is not felt; that people can move on without me and not miss much of anything.
There's another part of me, the part that refuses to believe that this is it– that this is a test of some sort. Isn’t that crazy? It’s fuckin’ insane. I’m being held here for a challenge of some sort, like there’s some grand plan in mind for me. I just need to figure out where. Or how. Or what… I just need to find it.
And this phone is a clue.
What was that– hello? Hello? I- I heard something! Hello? HELLO? Don’t FUCKIN’ IGNORE ME. PLEASE! PLEASE, IF YOU CAN HEAR ME… Please… please…. please… just answer……
Sincerely,
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