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Co-Pilot It makes no noise. Floats there, dogging my steps, like I know where I'm going. I don't know myself. I don't know anything. Not my name, or how long I've been here... Nor how I got in these woods. It's my fault I am, that bit of knowledge scribed inside my skull. Something I did. Something I thought. Now I'm damned to pass these repeating redwood trees, adorned in unfinished dreamcatchers and darkness. The path I walk used to be concrete; with the appearance of the abyss behind me, it now starts to crumble. Dark grass and poppies push through, then mildew, then get strewn. The pull grows stronger, slowly but surely. Each time I look back, the air surrounding the abyss becomes more distorted, similar to a black hole. I'm sure it's to blame for my missing personality. Hungry bitch. I don't know where I'm going, but there is only this windy path in front of me to walk. I'd stray off, but it snows where it's not. Looking back, the abyss is still ways down the concrete, the tassels of nearby dreamcatchers floating off bark with its presence. I don't want to find out how it will affect me when it gets close. Everything around it decays, down to the stone it floats over. Readying myself into a running position, my sparkling forearm comes in front of me. Huh. Written across it, in blue marker reads; Call me when you can. Directions, for the directionless. As I take off down the path, I try to look beyond the redwoods for any structures. It's all repeating though. I can't even see the sky through their pines.  My feet hit snow, jarring since my focus is on the trees. As far as I know, the concrete doesn't veer off enough for this to happen. I stop and look down. I've made it to a fork in the road, going left and right respectively. It makes me more lost than I already feel.  Craning my head back as I step back, the abyss is very far back. Barely visible, especially with the dark that shrouds the forest. I have to make a choice. Maybe then it will stop following me.  Uhh...  I turn back to the split in front of me. Right or left? I turn my face up, finally able to see the sky. A golden crescent hangs in the left field, strewn with stars. I'll take that as I sign. It's easier than to think.

how far will you go?

My eyes opened to a cozy looking study, the back of my head rested against full shelves. Being here felt like I had grasped to an old memory. I look up and around, catching view of a desk. Someone familiar sat there, twirling her fingers in the wire of a landline, phone stuck between her ear and shoulder. Opposite to her, a door sat on the other side of the room. I stand, romping my way to the desk person. Her face meets mine, and she smiles. It was an almost nostalgic warmth, one I wanted to reach out and join but blocked off by imaginary ice. Dead air was coming across the phone, the culprit. "You're not supposed to be here." She claims, sliding across the desk to a phone book and opening it. "...Then where?" I could stay here forever, really. Nothing seems to be happening. "On the other side of this line." Her finger glides down the page, stopping between the numbers for the stars and the depths. My name. "This is you, right? Make haste." I don't want my feet to move. We can talk here. "There's nothing I can give you, really... I hope you saved my number." Her hand reached forward for my chin, skin icy like the atmosphere. The brain fog I feel surrounding who she is started to clear. Compassionate yellow eyes were looking back at me as I reached forward and died.

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Ohh…. Save me white guy™ horror game protags that undergo unspeakable horrors for the plot only to be killed and reanimated as a former fragment of themselves,,,… save me,,,,,

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