I ran, but they were chasing me, pitchforks clamped in between their sharp shark-like teeth. I ran faster, faster, faster, only to be pushed roughly down onto the ground.

"You pitiful mule, a disgrace. You have no purpose. Your useless."
That was the last thing I heard, before a pitchfork was stabbed through my head, causing wet, foul tasting blood to flow freely down my face, blinding me. One last cry of pain escaped my lips before I blacked out completely, my world enveloping in pitch black darkness.

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Lol wtf am I even doing

It's sucks, I know

#NoInspiration

Wait,

That moment when you think your phone has been charging for 1 hour when it actually wasn't.

-_-