☆ハナです。☆
He's back, I saw him last night, I can feel it now... the air is thick... I can't move from here, I can't...
It's going to cut, I just know there's a blade here... something wrapped around my throat, damn it... I... I feel like it's going to cut me slowly, one piece at a time, it... it's closing in...
I can't keep my back to the door, but I can't keep my back to the window... and under the desk, and the bed... listening to Enter Sandman ain't helping but I can't listen to anything else...
His hand is at the door handle, I can see it...
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