Killian
The door was sealed and there was no way out, no way to find what he was looking for.... no reason to go on. The reason to go on was within him all along, clinging to the recesses of his own mind like a used piece of gum would a chair. The darkness inside of him crept up and it was taking over... it was only a matter of time before something would need to be done. Would he do it?
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