departed-premonitions

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do you ever think about dead versions of yourself that are fossilized in someone else's mind

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man this year is gonna be the year i either die or become someone else i dont know which one maybe both

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What’s with the hole?

[ His mouth twists up at the question, but he doesn't answer you; he just returns his attention to the phone. He stares at the dark screen for a couple of moments before he tries to power it on. ]

[ As they press the power button, the screen suddenly flickers to life, which causes them to wince and instinctively place a hand in front of the screen to shield their eyes. ]

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We just wanna know

...

[ Hy sighs and loosens hys grip on the object. Hy doesn't show it to you, but hy does stop trying to hide it. It appears to be a phone. ]

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🫵

[ It just stares at you, as if waiting for an answer to its question. ]

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i want to know what you have

...

[ They hesitate. They seem to consider it for a moment before they grit their teeth and tighten their hold. ]

why.

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whatcha got there

[ He startles at the sound of your voice, causing his hat to fall into a lopsided position as he jolts. He instinctively hides whatever he has against his chest, covering it with his arms as best he can. ]

...what do you want.

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[ Seems like hy's finally stopped digging. The hole in pretty deep now at six feet, give or take a few, with the dirt mounds along its border making the "walls" even taller. Hy's still sat at the bottom of it fidgeting with something in hys hands now. ]

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i better not catch you separating yourself into an idealised self to strive towards and a terrible past self to never return to

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[ There is a deep hole in the ground now, nearly four feet in depth at this point, just large enough in diameter for someone to sit inside it. ]

[ And someone is. Ater is knelt down at the bottom, hat now covering its face. It's still digging, scooping up handfuls of dirt and chucking them out. ]

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And why is that

she was supposed to be dead at fifteen.

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Killing kids isn’t very cool of you

she was almost a legal adult. i don't think she counted as a kid.

[ A pause. ]

...it was unfair of her to live that long, anyways.

[departed-premonitions]

{homicide isn't cool}

[ That finally gets them to look up at you. They don't say anything, though. They just give you an odd expression. ]

[departed-premonitions]

okay lets stop tiptoeing around the question here

why the fuck did you kill someone

[ He doesn't answer you. He just continues with his little hole in the ground. ]

[departed-premonitions]

Well the person you killed is still dead so idk what you want from us

you're the ones who brought it up.

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idk something other than just oh. i was expecting some sort of reaction from you since you just killed someone

i didn't "just kill someone." it's been a while.

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oh? that's it? that's all you have to say?

what do you want me to say?