PROJECT BABEL

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ghout the day as I waited for another m

hing in my apartment as I searched under the centre table, turning over the sof

to do this, Nightshade? Don't

Someone who knew that I didn't die that night on that bridge like they had all assumed was stalking me

hat th

fe back. And I was hopeful that things we

e old, in wi

ly in the chest and then another just above my earlo

throbbing headache and caused a

cing the grocery bags on the table as I turned on the oven and beg

Mira's f

ith bell peppers and some fresh onions and tomatoes, my min

er, the water sinking me deep into t

Dying. Blood clo

sping for air as I woke up on a hospital bed with a

caid, you

no longer Smoke bu

meone saved me. Someone f

ripping from my fingers. I had cut myself while chopping the last piec

my hands underneath the flowing wat

ght about that night

idge and my heart lurched in fea

walking out of my kitchen and following straight to my roo

you there?

n my bed while I took out the methylated spiri

I never

becoming

u've started devouring the meat loaf without me." She said suspicio

yself while ch

my God, Nora. Th

. Mira and her r

e other, leaning on the headboard. It was almost 8

ake me more seriously." She chided.

ead while saying hi to Rudy." Her voice went a notc

don't show up with

he said and hung up

guy she had been crushing on for the past 6 months who app

loaf as I took a cab to Mira's flat,

side her door. I was going to ring her doorbell when I noticed that the door

ay

scanning her living room. Nothing looked out

side stool and walked straight to her kitc

hind her fridge. And when I did look, it was Mira lying

st! M

ly to her side, kneeling as I lifted up her h

vered in blood. She was trying to speak now, as she made a gurg

he ambulance

reporting the incident to them as I waited f

i

the screen, my heart pounding

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