A strong desire of entering forced my mind to a corner; I have to move. The pure black of unpleasantness engulfing the room with it's aura. Thinking that this may be a final take off, I grabbed my camera to record my cursed destiny. If I ever come back, this may prove the skeptics wrong.
I must record my sightings.
Looking around for items of use; I shoved my mobile, my camera, and extra batteries into a small inventory bag. Frustration shot me. The aura becoming stronger in it's will to lure.
3:15am, 1st of July, 2008. I dashed into the apocalypse.
Looking around for items of use; I shoved my mobile, my camera, and extra batteries into a small inventory bag. Frustration shot me. The aura becoming stronger in it's will to lure.
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