My neck eventually gave out as I found myself face planting onto the metal beneath me. All I could see was the unmoving side of some random building as I focused myself on just trying to stay awake through this mess. If I had to wait this shvt out, then that's what I was going to do. Even if my chest feels like it was about to cave in on itself; even if my entire body felt like it was going through a literal ringer as my insides got squeezed, so long as I was still fvcking awake, then maybe I could find some sort of window that I could end this torture faster.
Or maybe, I could even end it now. I just had to be strong enough!
Inching my arms forward, my nails practically dug through the metal as I agonizingly crawled through the immense pain and pressure. Inch by inch, I painstakingly tried to make progress just to reach this man. Surely he wasn't getting affected by his own power. Perhaps getting closer to him would ease the fvcking pain.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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