Time starts to slow down, the only sound that fills the open space in the tick of a clock, a strange voice starts to echo through my head. I search for the sound but everywhere I look im bumped into large objects. I try and run to catch this arrousing sound. I feel as if im running at the speed of light, the sound pounces up against my heart beat, I have this obsession, its now becoming a hunt to find the sound. I came to a complete stop, realizing where I am, Im standing on the edge of a clift, the srop is everlasting. The sound is coming from own at the bottem, Its as if the sound is overpowering me and telling me to jump, I hesitate than finally let myself fall into the fogged bottem and finally capture the sound I was eagerly looking for.
Music.
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