D0 B2 D0 Be D0 B4 D0 Be D0 B5 D0 B2 D1 81 D0 Ba D0 B8 D0 B9 D0 Bc D0 Characters: jeff woods (creepypasta)alice liddell ( alice: madness returns)music: Убей меня, Эйс!, Киса в колесе Мой милый убийца. Chapter 1: locked away. chapter text. alice’s p.o.v. gently i rocked myself back and forth on the padded floor, my long, dark chestnut hair pasted to my sweaty skin. i haltingly started to sing my lullaby, the one my mother used to sing to elizabeth and i before bed time. before elizabeth died, before they all died, before i turned into this.
D0 B2 D1 81 D0 B5 D0 Bc D0 B8 D1 80 D0 Bd D1 8b D0 B9 D0 B4 D0 B5 D0 Alice’s p.o.v. i have had enough, today was it. enough waiting, enough hoping for someone to save me. someone to let me out, no one would ever help me, no one ever did and no one ever will. i had to act now, before the chemicals that swam in my brain made it their permanent residence. it was near time for all the patients to be given their meds. Chapter 2: caught decorating. jeff’s p.o.v. they wheeled me in there madly, the bed which i was fastened to was shuddering violently from their hurried pace. none of them ventured to look at my face, my beautiful face. no one could look at it, they all thought i was a monster. they all thought i was insane, i guess that’s why they had sent. It is an animal inside of us, that we have to look after, so that it will look after us in return” he took a step back, “alice the process has already begun, for newly turned creepypasta the hunger is sooo much harder to control. Jeff's p.o.v. chapter 8: a familiar clarity filled my lungs with clean, pine air. the sound of quiet throbbed through my head. dense and heavy with it, my mind felt heavy. memories of what have previously happened were blurry in my head. i tried to search through my memory for what had happened, everything was scattered.
текстовые задачи задачи на проценты задание 11 егэ математика It is an animal inside of us, that we have to look after, so that it will look after us in return” he took a step back, “alice the process has already begun, for newly turned creepypasta the hunger is sooo much harder to control. Jeff's p.o.v. chapter 8: a familiar clarity filled my lungs with clean, pine air. the sound of quiet throbbed through my head. dense and heavy with it, my mind felt heavy. memories of what have previously happened were blurry in my head. i tried to search through my memory for what had happened, everything was scattered. Alice's p.o.v. gently i rocked myself back and forth on the padded floor, my long, dark chestnut hair sticking to my sweaty skin. i slowly started to sing my lullaby, the one my mother used to sing to elizabeth and i before bed time. before elizabeth died, before they all died. Patreon: patreon lazyangrypanda?fan landing=trueat the moment i consider this video one of my best work. i would say that this video is more.
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