Tracy stared at the sight of your dead body before her. Your body sprawled out on the floor. Your hair was matted, and full of dirt. Your cheek had multiple gashes on it, along with three long claw marked tearing through the flesh on your stomach. You lye in a pool of the blood flowing out of your body, staring blankly at the ceiling. It didn't really hit Tracy that you were dead until she noticed that she couldn't hear to the familiar pitter-patter of your heart beating.

"No. You said you wouldn't leave me, Y/N."

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guess who went to the gym for the first time since like 3 months ago?
me!