Everyone's gone.
Everyone.
Where'd Jack go?
Where'd Winter go?
Where'd Alex go?
Did I do something wrong?
I'm sorry.
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Sal
Short StoryBeing stuck on death row can be pretty boring. Why not write about everything until the inescapable death that waits for me just as much as I wait for it.
Day Twenty Two
Everyone's gone.
Everyone.
Where'd Jack go?
Where'd Winter go?
Where'd Alex go?
Did I do something wrong?
I'm sorry.
