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I reached to touch Gabe on the shoulder, and when I touched him... when I touched him he fell over, and his face was looking at me, and there was a big smile on his face. But... But... his eye sockets were empty... and he wasn't moving. It's like, now I know this might sound crazy, but it's like his body was a shell and there was something hiding inside of that shell. His "shell's" odd smile was still formed onto his face, like it was glued there. And the whistle. I could still hear the whistle, it was coming from... under the couch. Nonetheless, I lost all of my rational thinking and ran.
I don't know what happened after that, but I woke up a few days later in a mental hospital. Which is where I'm currently writing this. I know no one will believe me, but I have to get this out. I still hear that whistle sometimes, seeping through the barred window of my cell. I hear it every night. And I always close my eyes and try to fall asleep, because I don't want to know what's on the other side of that window. I don't know how long I can take this, but I'm planning my suicide.
Please, if you're reading this, do NOT mess with Gabe.
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