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[Final Day] Endgame
And just as suddenly as everything had began, the demons are gone—all of them. Not a single crow feather remains. As if being sucked backwards out of a vacuum, sound and light flood into the room and the hallway, crashing down on you. You are back in the real world, with noise and physics and sunlight streaming in through the window.
You are also left with two bereft Bellcourt children, the older of which is suddenly doubling over in his wheelchair and shouting in anguish.
You are also left with two bereft Bellcourt children, the older of which is suddenly doubling over in his wheelchair and shouting in anguish.
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[is looking less TRYING TO WILL HERSELF INTO UNCONSCIOUSNESS, at least]
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...are you all right?
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...I don't know. Maybe trusting everyone just doesn't work, all the time...
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[doesn't really finish that thought]
...I'll probably feel more like myself if I get a little time.
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