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The Transition // Part One

The Transition // Part One

The Panic Attack

I live on the edges of rooms

Tick tock. Tick tock.
What is that buzzing noise?
Oh no. Not again.
Please don't stand behind me. I'm sorry, I can't explain why.
It's so unbelievably hot in here, I can't breathe.
I'm sorry, what did you say? Why is my hand shaking? I didn't know that it was.
I can't see your face. Everything is foggy.
I'm fine. Thank you. Sorry.
Please stop. I wanted to stay this time.
I'm sorry, I can't stay.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

I live on the edges of rooms.
It's the fastest way out, after all.