"He's not dead," Mello whispered hoarsely, struggling to recall what was real and what was not. How long had he been gone? Wait... not gone but... Or had he been gone after all? He didn't know. His head hurt and his chest ached and he couldn't breathe.
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Date: 2011-07-19 08:04 am (UTC)