The End Through Grim

DISCLAIMER: This story covers sensitive topics like suicide and abuse. If you are easily disturbed or are suffering from these issues yourself in any way in your own life, this book is not recommended for you and keep in mind that there is hope for peace and happiness and more than happiness so long as you give yourself at least the time to notice it someday. Please look after yourself, and I hope you find comfort in what I write if you still choose to read it [pray hands emoji] —————————————————— A pitite girl in her 20s finds herself on the floor of a laboratory in almost complete darkness. Next to her is a knife, and her desire to end her life crosses her mind as she stares at it silently. Although she plans to die, her suicide will have to happen more peacefully, without pain, is what she feels she seeks for her departure. eventually something else makes its way towards her as she is paralysed by fear and plays dead while holding onto the knife for comfort like a teddy bear, and as the irritated stomps makes its way towards her, her calmed state when she was resting on the floor becomes a pray of panic to God for protection, although she does also seek death, but not as horrific as whatever this could be. As it turns out, the entity making its way to her is a tall young man, and carting a scythe like the grim reaper. They are both trapped in the dark, ever stretching jungle of a complex building interior. He wants to escape and she wants to die. “Help me out of here, and you’ll get your wish.”, pissed off by her he angrily smiles. Best to not get on his bad side, because his impulses are argressive, but knowing what exactly is his bad side… that’ll have to be learned the hard way.