Fearscape (plz read)

Even now my mind plays tricks. The moments of lucidity grow fewer daily. Soon i will be dead or lost to the void. The nightmare is always the same -- I wake in the mausoleum, laid out on a cold stone slab. The skin has rotted from my bones, and the rats gnaw on my organs. I am a blackened skeleton, not dead, not alive. I hear whispers of the other corpses. They narrate my life, and they detail every life i took or tormented. I relive it all -- I feel the slit of the knife in my gut, the tweezers plucking the fingernails from my hands, the spoon gouging out my eye, the water rushing into my lungs. Death matters not; my hell had already begun. Has yours i wonder?

Wow, scary. I want to keep my skin, nails, organs, and eyes! Lol I'm such a wimp.

yeah lol i didnt write this... its from the book im reading. its really weird and scary but i like it

Oh.

yeah lol

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Even though i dislike stories about undead and the such its pretty good!

yeah lol the author of these books must have problems.... lol