The pain in my chest pulls tight. My vision tunnels, I’m running down the stairs and out into the street searching for an alley, a darkened stairwell, anything where I can push myself against a wall and calm down before I die. But really what’s left? What the fuck am I scared of dying for? I’ve got nothing left to lose. The pain eases slightly. Fuck it all. Honestly.
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