Dead User.

You’re sitting on a swing, your hair mostly covering your face. Your legs kicking the air while you swing with a light breeze. When a normal kid walks up to you. Seemingly they can see you, in this weird world. Nothing is how it seems, nothing is like reality. It’s not real. 𓁼 Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Ŵæķē ùp. 𓁼

The kid sits next to you on the other swing on the swing set, as you two are at a playground with fog surrounding it. The kids mother seems oblivious to your presence and is sitting on a bench not far away.

The kid then speaks up..

Kid: “Hi! What’s your name? It’s nice to meet you! Oh! I’ll show you to my mum soon! Okay?”

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