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there's empty bottles everywhere, and as i pass the people sleeping on the stairs i realise i can feel something stuck in my hair. no idea how it got there. it's too quiet. it's the morning after and the house is such a disaster.. my parents are gonna kill me. i enter the kitchen, my body doesn't feel real. maybe i'm still drunk, or it's just a really bad hangover. i reach to turn the tap on but my fingers miss completely, and for some reason my brain is telling me to look outside. so my head turns and my eyes try to focus on the back garden. someone out there in the pool's caught my eye. i step through the open sliding door onto the patio and my eyes strain through the brightness of the already risen sun to try and figure out who that is. as i walk further out, heading for the edge of the pool, i'm bracing myself for the feeling of cool wind on my skin, but it never comes. i stumble closer to the edge of the water and- wait, what the hell? is that..
there's a dead guy in the pool. .. there's- there's a dead guy in the pool?!
my hands start to tremble slightly as my mouth drops open to yell for someone to call the cops or something- but my voice doesn't come out. nothing does. not even a single gasp or any sort of noise. there's a dead guy in my pool and i don't know what to do. my blurry gaze finally decides to focus itself on the person's face, and i really wish it hadn't. from where i'm crouched at the side, i stumble backwards in- shock, really. confusion, fear. i'm the dead guy in the pool.
i can't even get my mind to construct a proper sentence or a thought when this feeling comes over me- like a fucking wave crashing into my body and sending me falling backwards. the feeling of the cold concrete i'm expecting my back to hit doesn't come either, and when i blink i'm just surrounded by.. nothing. not like- a void, not just a black space.. nothing. am i falling? am i floating? for some reason i can't move anymore. why am i not panicking? i should be panicking. but i feel nothing. no calm, no fear, no emotion or sense whatsoever. it's not even silent it's just nothing. then i can hear the ringing in my ears, growing louder by the second as i feel my lungs start to fill. i can't move, can't yell- not that i need or want to. am i going crazy? have i lost my mind? there's no thoughts in my head except for one, and even that is sounding fuzzy and out of place.
i'm the dead guy in the pool.