a room with a view, i've got a room with a view ..

Day 11 (IM BACK PEOPLE!!!): "...Why havent I died yet." I tell to myself. "My windpipes were eaten in my facce." I tell myself...but no one came. No one helped. I layed there helpless, the point of living foreign to me at the moment...I rolled over, breathing heavily-...wait, breathing? How am I breathing??? I stood up, stumbling back to the ground from heavy fatigue, and layed there. My neck was...bandaged? I wasn't even in the cave anymore, and then I saw it...people. And they were watching ME.

the opening of new doors that lead to isolation

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