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Jae- The nonexistant
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I stepped into the brightness of yet another streetlight, my right arm dripping with blood and the sleeve of my black sports jacket soaked in the fluid. I stumbled a few steps and collapsed in front of yet another house, this time I ended up ripping a hole in the left knee of my black jeans. I struggled to get up, but darkness closed in on my red eyes and I lost consciousness, my short white hair falling into my face and my blue shirt turning purple under my jacket as my arm continued to bleed from the sharp piece of metal sticking straight to the middle.