[OTC] Memory
It was the memories that started to go first. Bits of her life disappearing into the abyss below her while she tried to hold onto the things that mattered, the things that made her human, because if anything that would be the thing that saved her from everything else. She needed to remember everything, every crushing detail of her life, no matter how much it pained her to hold on to-no matter how badly she wanted it over everything else.
And she didn’t just lose it, either. She relived it as she did. It played like it was on a movie screen in front of her, and she was just a third party-observing, watching, looking for some kind of sign of how she could hold onto them a little while longer, but before the moment had passed on the screen they were gone, vanishing into the abyss of the pit. She felt them disappear, and with every memory, she felt herself get lighter. Almost as though a worry or a care was being taken off her shoulders and her body was better off without it. Without wondering. Without remembering. And all at the same time, all she wanted to do was cry for what she was losing.
Unfortunately for her, there are no tears in hell.
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And she didn’t just lose it, either. She relived it as she did. It played like it was on a movie screen in front of her, and she was just a third party-observing, watching, looking for some kind of sign of how she could hold onto them a little while longer, but before the moment had passed on the screen they were gone, vanishing into the abyss of the pit. She felt them disappear, and with every memory, she felt herself get lighter. Almost as though a worry or a care was being taken off her shoulders and her body was better off without it. Without wondering. Without remembering. And all at the same time, all she wanted to do was cry for what she was losing.
Unfortunately for her, there are no tears in hell.
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