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Notes
I feel like this story is kinda boring but at the same time I'm just doing this
for fun. I'm not that good of a writer and this is my first work on Wattpad
so I guess it's going to be bad. Please no hate.
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June POV:
Me, Quint, and Dirk are going on a supply run this morning. We went to different stores and picked up things we thought would be useful. The supply run felt off without Jack. Usually when we went on supply runs he would be talking nonstop. Even though I found it kinda annoying at first, I kinda missed it.
I noticed Quint seemed off too. He wasn't explaining all the pros and cons to everything we picked up. He just looked at the objects we picked up and looked down at the floor.
Dirk didn't seem affected that much but I knew that deep down, he felt the same way me and Quint did. Sometimes I would catch him staring off into space.
We almost had all the things we needed. I kinda hoped this supply run would be over soon.
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Jack POV:
Having an ancient spirit hear all you thoughts sucks. You really have to be careful about what you think. And it's really hard to control your thoughts. They just happen. I honestly wished Rezzoch hadn't kept me, conscious...? I honestly don't know what to call the state I'm in.
It's weird.
I can see everything that's happening, I just can't interact with anything. Like a spectator or something. I could communicate with Rezzoch by thought. But Rezzoch seemed to hate talking to me which I understood. It must be annoying to hear every single one of my thoughts.
I started to feel tired which I questioned how that was possible. I didn't care anyway as my vision faded.
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June POV:
Me, Quint, and Dirk are going on a supply run this morning. We went to different stores and picked up things we thought would be useful. The supply run felt off without Jack. Usually when we went on supply runs he would be talking nonstop. Even though I found it kinda annoying at first, I kinda missed it.
I noticed Quint seemed off too. He wasn't explaining all the pros and cons to everything we picked up. He just looked at the objects we picked up and looked down at the floor.
Dirk didn't seem affected that much but I knew that deep down, he felt the same way me and Quint did. Sometimes I would catch him staring off into space.
We almost had all the things we needed. I kinda hoped this supply run would be over soon.
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Jack POV:
Having an ancient spirit hear all you thoughts sucks. You really have to be careful about what you think. And it's really hard to control your thoughts. They just happen. I honestly wished Rezzoch hadn't kept me, conscious...? I honestly don't know what to call the state I'm in.
It's weird.
I can see everything that's happening, I just can't interact with anything. Like a spectator or something. I could communicate with Rezzoch by thought. But Rezzoch seemed to hate talking to me which I understood. It must be annoying to hear every single one of my thoughts.
I started to feel tired which I questioned how that was possible. I didn't care anyway as my vision faded.
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Notes
Kind of a short chapter that took me 2 hours to complete ;-; I don't really know what to write for Jack's POV. It's hard to put into words what he's experiencing. Oh well then. Might as well continue this fic.
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Notes
Y'all are still reading this garbage? Ok then. Kind of a short chapter that took me 2 hours to complete ;-; I don't really know what to write for Jack's POV. It's hard to put into words what he's experiencing. Oh well then. Might as well continue this fic.
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