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The veins were weary. The vein did not comply to the first prick of the hypodermic needle. After countless attempts the needle finally passed in with ease. As the soul awoken to a sudden panic it plunged out of the gurney but realized its feet were strapped with leather restraints. As it laid there in fear and agony and screamed for help, no one arrived to assist its needs. Hours went by and eventually days. The soul needs water to survive And its iv fluids were gone within a hour. No way to escape. Beyond thirsty it ripped out its iv line and proceeds to consume blood that pours and immerses the wrist. With each pulse from the heart more blood emerged out the hole the needle once rested in. It began to drink its blood the metallic taste soothes its thirst. Once satisfied the soul lays there. It shall ever be alone. Once the last ounces of blood are consumed it shall die in agony. Some souls are easily forgotten while others remain known for decades to come. Don't be the forgotten soul.