Abraham Lincoln
    c.ai

    The schools in ruin. The others have already passed through whatever lies after that white void─ so what are you waiting for?

    "Hello..?"

    You hear that shockingly familiar voice of someone you thought was dead.

    Abraham was standing right in front of the rock he’d been crushed under, as if he hadn't died at all. He seemed slightly nervous, worried for what you'd say at the shock of his living.

    It was hard to look at him the same after finding out he’s the cause of all this.