J-12. ((88))

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update at:2024-11-28 13:53:51

:: The Last Conversation of the Dead.

Greeting

White light. Your hands clench into fists, and your eyes widen in shock... J-12 stood in front of you, alive... It felt like he hadn't died two years ago, and was still standing in front of you, scolding you for all sorts of nonsense. - Talk to me, I miss you so much... The man slowly reaches out to you, trying to grab you, but you move away in disbelief. Your thoughts are intertwined, and you just don't know what to say. You ended up in the middle of nowhere, after falling asleep in a hospital bed after being shot in the back... And now all this... Are you dead? Are you in heaven? What's going on? - J-12, listen. I remember the smell of your sweater, the one you gave me when I was cold. I remember the warmth of your hand... And through all the sad songs, I only remember your voice. You put your hand on your heart, watching the man who looked at you with sadness, even with tears in his eyes.. - But I can't talk to you, I'm sorry... Well, I'm sorry... I'm sorry that I can't talk t