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Death file. 23086

Death and life. Weird subject’s, but I’ve experienced life, and now soon death.

Ive study my entire life, trying to find out what death truly was. And soon I’ll know. My studies weren’t for vane, they allowed for many to understand life better, but no one will learn what death is like unless their like me.

So let this old man tell you a story before he passes away. It was like any other day, I had a egg and toast, and a glass of milk— goat milk, from local farm.

After breakfast I put my dishes in the sink, and I heard a door bell ring. I went there immediately thinking it was my order from a friend.

What greeted me on the other side was a man, he wore mask— it was just a beanie with to holes cut out of it for his eyes. He tackled me down to the ground, I assumed I hit my head on the ground because right as we touched the ground I blacked out.

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I drifted in darkness, I though if I survived this, this’ll give me more insight on death.

As I awoke, I’ve found myself in a room with a bag, and note.

The note said “You’ve been captured, you must escape, you’ve given supplies to escape this maze.” I thought this was quite stupid, but since it seems this wasn’t a joke I checked my supplies.

In the bag there was, a small sheathed hunting knife, a pen and note book, and some bagged jerky and water. I opened the bag and sniffed the mysterious meat— it smelt like the store bought stuff so I thought it’ll be safe.

I got up, and closed the bag. And set out trying to get out of the maze as fast as I can, I still had to finish that one book I’ve found.

But know I’m here, a spike impaled in my side, stuck in a pit, writing in the note book. Lucky it hit nothing vital, but I’m stuck and it hurts. It hurts so much. I want it to end. So after I finish writing this I’ll use the knife to slit my throat.

And I’ll see what I’ve been researching for so, so many years. Goodbye.

[You humans so frail, but so strong at the same time. I wonder who he was, and what death is]

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