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Weekly Contest #272
(The story contains themes of death, loss, and grief:) Color. Vision. Overwhelming. I stared into a blue abyss, unblinking. I… I didn’t need to blink. My eyes didn’t water, they just stayed exactly the same, as I continued staring forward. I turned my neck and looked around, still seeing everyone crowded around me. They were all screaming and crying, and a couple were on the phone. “What’s going on?” I said, touching my neck, and realizing that I was no longer choking, gasping for air. “I’m all good now, why is everyone still so freaked...
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