[ Justy answers and starts walking again, right towards a pitch black alleyway. It feels right. So right that he almost marches right into the new darkness, wherever it leads. He takes a few steps, squinting into it.
Many of the decorations fail up close, the only real pathway in the haunted house is forward, into the dark. But it still somehow feels familiar. Eerily. Scarily. The decision that had hurt the most.
There's no way back now. Trapped, no choice. Stores keep closing, opportunities passing, people leaving. Some doors slam, making Justy jump. The noises are so loud but he can still hear his heart beat in his head. It makes his skin itch. ]
I think it's this way. Sorry... about all of this.
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[ Justy answers and starts walking again, right towards a pitch black alleyway. It feels right. So right that he almost marches right into the new darkness, wherever it leads. He takes a few steps, squinting into it.
Many of the decorations fail up close, the only real pathway in the haunted house is forward, into the dark. But it still somehow feels familiar. Eerily. Scarily. The decision that had hurt the most.
There's no way back now. Trapped, no choice. Stores keep closing, opportunities passing, people leaving. Some doors slam, making Justy jump. The noises are so loud but he can still hear his heart beat in his head. It makes his skin itch. ]
I think it's this way. Sorry... about all of this.