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[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	I remember learning to subtract as a little school child Our teacher had learnt a new nifty pedagogical trick She asked us to try to count backwards We had to start counting from seven I had done that many times Still, it made me nervous Counting: "Seven, six, five" Just kept going. One left. Easy.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	I remember learning to subtract as a little school child Our teacher had learnt a new nifty pedagogical trick She asked us to try to count backwards We had to start counting from seven I had done that many times Still, it made me nervous Counting: "Seven, six, five" Just kept going. One left. Easy.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	I remember learning to subtract as a little school child Our teacher had learnt a new nifty pedagogical trick She asked us to try to count backwards We had to start counting from seven I had done that many times Still, it made me nervous Counting: "Seven, six, five" Just kept going. One left. Easy.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	I remember learning to subtract as a little school child Our teacher had learnt a new nifty pedagogical trick She asked us to try to count backwards We had to start counting from seven I had done that many times Still, it made me nervous Counting: "Seven, six, five" Just kept going. One left. Easy.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	Every night, secrets held. Touching stars in the music's sway. At dinner we could not wait to slip away Wind blown petals leapt abandon ere the morn, All our feet, our shoes were shorn Torn skirts, stockings, cobbler's cottage everyday, Gathered around, what'd he say? I heard him not I was lost Petals blowing Past
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	A hard, cold floor and chain link all around me. Alone, afraid and confused in the noise and chaos. How did I even come to this place? Today I will be saved or exterminated. Suddenly I see a kind smile. She says "You are mine". I tremble with joy. Warm and safe. This is. Home.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	Every single sentence I write loses one type-able word. It all started with a few hundred words last year. But now I can feel it all draining. I've just wasted three sentences, three words. I only have six sentences left. And now it are five. Just four more left. I'm wasting sentences. One more. Goodbye.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	___Dodging the words, avoiding conclusions, running away from it all.___ _______________It might just be better, to continue to stall.__________________ ________Huge delusion of grandeur from someone so small._______________ ____________You'd better keep waiting, they'll never call.___________________ _______________________Don't you start to try now.____________________________ _______________________You don't even know how.____________________________ __________________________Leave if you want.__________________________________ __________________________Just don't haunt.____________________________________ ______________________________Don't talk._______________________________________ ________________________________Point!__________________________________________
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	Oh shit he's trying to get me, I'm running away He's getting into his car, oh god please help. Why can't I run faster please help me. He's nearby but I'm hiding, i'm praying my phone's not working, fucking hell please just pass by me he found me please help don't
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	She lie alone in the hospital bed, her arms empty. She asked after her daughter, but no one answered. They avoided her gaze, her pleas, her tears. Everything hurt but her heart hurt worse. “Where is Hannah?” She whispered. Her husband’s shoulders sagged. Finally someone spoke. “She’s gone. Dead.”

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