Chapter 7: Fog
No one is home
Disappeared in this
No one
Sees me
I’m
Not here
I don’t
Feel here
I don’t
Recognize
Me
You
Them
The person
Reflected
Ghosts
In the flesh
Well crafted
Mask
Worn
While
Sleepwalking
Hello
Can you hear me
Am I real
Can anyone tell me
Pinch my arm
Wake me please
Weighted
Blanket
Coma
Tunnel
Vision
Fog
Send me
A letter
Return
To sender
Addresses
Unknown
I’m
Only
a whisp
Just
An
Outline
Now
Does anyone
Remember me
Us
Keep
The schematics
You can
Rebuild this
Right
Who has the directions
Is there
A map
A
Recipe
Cast a spell
Conjure quickly
Fading fast
I was here
You were here
They were
Just here
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