Poor Liam Redfeather. He’s just not been having a good time of late, and things are only going to get worse. Particularly since he’s about to have a near-death experience, but that’s the price you pay for seeing something you shouldn’t*. I just need this last bit of the chapter to finish the rough draft and I’m trying to figure out how to give him a particular kind of wake-up call. Though the image of an empty EVA helmet is promising…
*several years ago, there were a series of two-sentence horror stories that were published on Reddit. One of them was: Don’t be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.
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