[Perhaps it's better that this is text, given that huff of a weak laugh she'd just managed.]
Would you believe me if I said this all started by being put in prison of all things? For something I didn't do.
It's not as if I could go back even if I had the ability to do so, I couldn't know or see what happened. What we ended up dying for. All I can do is hope that it was worth it and that things don't somehow go tits up again. While... trying to make the best of the situation here.
Honestly, it's been a better time here than it ever was back in my world. Peaceful, mostly quiet, "crime" being pretty petty and small at the end of the day. It's nice. And yet somehow I keep feeling like there's something looming in the background ready to strike the moment everyone lets their guard down. Dunno why. But I know I hate it.
Might be a bit... personal, but did you happen to die before coming here? I'm just curious if weird phantom feelings are common or if it's just me.
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Would you believe me if I said this all started by being put in prison of all things? For something I didn't do.
It's not as if I could go back even if I had the ability to do so, I couldn't know or see what happened. What we ended up dying for. All I can do is hope that it was worth it and that things don't somehow go tits up again. While... trying to make the best of the situation here.
Honestly, it's been a better time here than it ever was back in my world. Peaceful, mostly quiet, "crime" being pretty petty and small at the end of the day. It's nice. And yet somehow I keep feeling like there's something looming in the background ready to strike the moment everyone lets their guard down. Dunno why. But I know I hate it.
Might be a bit... personal, but did you happen to die before coming here? I'm just curious if weird phantom feelings are common or if it's just me.