Marsha won't stop crying. She cant because its all we have to drink. when we go outside, the water hurts up. its so quiet that it hurts our ears.
we have to feed our baby. amazingthat there was another! marhsa is so swole and fat and she gave birth earlier in the day. i'll name her willow. im so happy. will my wife birth anoher shes so big and round and her skin so inflated
[ it's getting worse. as she goes on, nothing makes sense in this book other than her looking disgusted at what's written. she had twins? didn't the baby die? as surge stands, she flips through the pages looking for more, but stops when a drip of water lands on a page above her.
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it hadn't been leaking here, so maybe the flooring has started to breakdown allowing some in. though, when she looks before her, her shadow has never been that tall nor that wide, a cold air blows against the tip of her quills, and the tenrec slowly turns her head at the inflated corpse behind her that's peeled itself off the bed. in its hand is an arm, ripped away from the other body that still lays there resting.
amy can hear the sound of a baby giggling, something grabbing at her heel through a small crack in the floor. the size of the hand is able to tell her its a child, but the color of the skin... the same as the corpses before. ]
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it hadn't been leaking here, so maybe the flooring has started to breakdown allowing some in. though, when she looks before her, her shadow has never been that tall nor that wide, a cold air blows against the tip of her quills, and the tenrec slowly turns her head at the inflated corpse behind her that's peeled itself off the bed. in its hand is an arm, ripped away from the other body that still lays there resting.
amy can hear the sound of a baby giggling, something grabbing at her heel through a small crack in the floor. the size of the hand is able to tell her its a child, but the color of the skin... the same as the corpses before. ]