Pain, swirling, hurting, dreadful, terrifying, pain. No way
to end it. I can't find the path out! Where is the light at
the end of the tunnel? Where is my rescuer? What else
is there to do? I can't get help, I don't know where to
find help. What else can I do?
Swinging. Swinging. From a pole hangs a still
figure. The life is gone, his breath, his spirit, his soul,
gone. One of the Lost.
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