I don't understand this site.
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Thread Topic: I don't understand this site.
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I felt my muscles warm as if in preparation for a long sprint, but it took what felt like an hour to convince my legs to work, to turn, to start running like I should have the moment I felt the ground begin to shake.
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Instinct should have kicked in with my partner too, that wonderful man who I'd worked with for years-- but then I heard him scream and I knew that they hadn't; knew the horrible reality when the darkness rumbled as it devoured the man I cared for most in the world.
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I felt myself go numb, felt my mind fighting against my bones, trying to force me back to his aid, trying to push away the certainty that there was no way to save him, but survival instincts won out, and I made myself run without a second glance.
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My body was trembling, I was breathing harder than I should have for running for so short of time, but I only pushed myself harder, harder, harder, faster, faster, faster, as if that would erase the strange pain in my head and my chest and my heart.
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I wasn't sure which way I should be going, if I might even be heading toward a more dangerous situation, but I pressed on, eventually finding a light to struggle toward.
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I ran, pushing my legs to their fastest, forcing the pain back down and replacing it with a sort of numbness; a numbness that had previously been caring, except now the person I cared about was dead and there was only numbness.
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Reaching out a battered hand toward the light that appeared to keep the same taunting distance at all times, it seemed my conscious blipped out for a second only to pick up again as I reached the crevice we had entered through.
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My muscles clenched and I dived through, rolling and coming back on my feet, heart pounding erratically.
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"What the hell...?" I gasped for air, fists clenched, and wondered briefly why it had gotten so quiet.
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The crevice snapped shut behind me, shutting off the darkness, but I didn't turn. Everything's so quiet...dangerously quiet.
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"Eric-" I turned to address my silent partner before his absence registered and I was forced to scrutinize my circumstances just to distract myself from the reality.
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The numbness grew so that it was heavy, so heavy that I had to blink tears away as I surveyed the scene before me.
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...I'm sorry, I'm terrible. I need to go. Farewell, friend.
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Hello
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Actually, I think you're quite lovely. But goodbye.
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