Snoop

Aug 11th, 20xx

The darts still there, it mocks me. I havent left these walls since, it was a close call, a miss by whoever was shooting it. I don't know what that dart has in it or who was shooting it, but I don't dare to step another foot out of these premises. A weird event happens whenever I move closer to the hole, it,,,beckons, the closer I get the less I worry whats out there. It's a strangely relieving and addicting feeling, almost orgasmic. I fret getting to close, what if I forget everything? Or what if I go in..?

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