We continue.
“It came, again,” I whispered, letting my eyes fall to the deep sea below me.
Aye...bad literature strikes again.
I found myself croak weakly, “Nothing, I was just sightseeing outside”
"The view was totally kewl dude."
He held my shoulder and as I turned to him, he gulped and said:
Isn't he already holding his shoulder?
-“hey
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