As Good As Dead 소설 & 이야기

Jika memang begitu baiklah, ia akan segera pergi menjauh dari semesta entah itu keatas berjejer bersama hamparan bintang atau menyusut ke dalam inti bumi bersama makhluk menjijikan di dalamnya. Ia meraih sebotol vodka yang tergeletak tak jauh dari tubuhnya, memecahkan botol tersebut hingga beberapa keping sebelum akhirnya menurunkan pada dada dan perutnya. Teriak sekencang mungkin sebelum nafas terakhirnya berembus. "Argh!" -Bad Antagonist-

"Seon, Bryan telah meninggal!" Deg! To Be Continue....

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

Then he hears Aaron. Aaron, by the tool rack, in a stage whisper apparently designed by a faulty theatre ghost: "That's the doctor. Think he knows about the dead-once thing?" Maya closes her eyes. Jin turns his head. "Dead once thing?" No laugh. No disbelief. Just careful attention, like he'd seen impossible things survive peer review and then eat the building. Maya opens her eyes. "Welcome to the base. We offer water, quarantine, and unfortunately, context."

Vivian died alone in her home, her body not discovered until it had already begun to rot. Only then did a question arise within me. After the deaths of my parents and Vivian, I never saw their souls. So why did I remain? The system finally appeared and answered my doubt. It said it had seen how painful my life had been, and how tragic my death was. So it used its power to keep my soul intact, allowing me to witness their downfall with my own eyes. Now that they were all gone… it was time for me to let go and be reborn.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ I don’t know how long I sat there staring at that damn screen after it went dark. Maybe a minute, maybe ten. My brain just… couldn’t process it. Dead. The word looped through my head over and over, echoing like a broken record. Dead? How could I be dead? I could feel my heartbeat. I could breathe, my chest rising and falling, air filling my lungs. My palms were sweaty, my muscles ached from being thrown — dead people didn’t feel all that, right?

The room froze. "They're both dead." Total silence.

A dead body. ###

His palm on my back does nothing to soothe my fraying nerves. Tyler is dead. Tyler is dead. Tyler. He is dead. Dead. Oh God. Oh God. This is bad. This is worse than if he showed up to kidnap me again. I will actually take that over this. Oh God. How can he be dead? Dead? Just like that.