Nothingness._From another perspective_Whatever Happens_Crimson Eye
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Nothingness.
Her hands ghost against the Paine of thick glass separating her from thewww.onedoor.cc void, infinite nothingness as far as one could look in the pitch black reach of death's gaze. the only thing stopping her from being scooped out into its frigid embrace was metal. Metal and wires, a rib cage made out of nuts and bolts, with nothing but cold surfaces and sharp edges welded together that encapsulated her and the rest of her crew.She almost forgets to breathe, her lungs twisted up and tangled with a combination of unfiltered elation and deep seated dread that knocks back and forth within her skull until she...
From another perspective
In here up is down, left is right and nothing really matters. Earth is a tiny, glistening marble, so fragile… everything seems so small and insignificant. The tree in my parents’ backyard I used to climb, I know every branch and every leaf of that tree like I’d built them myself, but I can’t see it from here, as if it had never existed. I run my finger over the picture of my only child and smile. You are why I am here, I want to make you proud. You deserve it all. If I could pluck the Earth out of the sky and put it in a jar, I would do it, and I would take some stars too, and bring them back ...
Whatever Happens
“Whoever finds this, whatever happens.” The voice in the recording was a hoarse whisper, but it was firm and resolute. “These are my final words.” The clip cut out, leaving the room in silence. It sounded right, the accent and the intonation were perfect; anybody with the resources for such a convincing fake would have better ways of making money than scamming collectors. This sort of memorabilia had a niche audience and most of them wore tin foil hats. It was hardly a lucrative market. Resting her head on her hand, Amy turned towards the window and waited, watching students mill about the cam...
Crimson Eye
Carl woke up, his sleep plagued by a terrifying dream. He sat in his bed and shook his head. He looked out of the window. The sky was dark, save for a glowing red halo. His heart started pounding in his chest, as he ran out into the living room of his apartment, calling for his mother.She was sprawled on the sofa. Dead.Carl screamed, running out of his house to fetch help. He reached the door of his next door neighbour, and started ringing the bell urgently.No response.A cold chill crept up Carl’s body, and he stared at the door with wide, fearful eyes. An idea struck him and he ran to his apa...