✭Mr. Sandman✭

✭Mr Sandman showing his beam, when he walks into the room the walls lean into to listen✭

Plauge factor??
Costed me 35gb
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The walls seemed to close in as I realized the intent of his words. "Why you must not! Please stay with me darling, war is cruel!" I pleaded but he shrugged me off. "Just like me," I heard him remark, "You don't get get it! You could die! Are you really going to risk that? What about me? All home alone without you..." I couldn't let him leave, I would rather die then let him leave. My words were ignored, was this my Sandman? My gaze met the ground as I watched his black combat boots leave the room, I could feel the tears well up in my eyes. My love would be no longer and it was my fault for not stopping this tragedy.

I waited and waited, maybe someday he would come home. we exchanged a few letters and I sent him a few gifts but nothing more. Dread filled my body as he stopped writing to me. I shook my head, I was just being paranoid. He will be back.

Oh how wrong I was. My hands shook as I opened the letter that lay in my hands.
"Dear Benjamin Benzedrine.
We have sent this letter to break the news that your husband "Alexander Sandman" has died. He send our condolences and few gifts, may you grieve your loss in peace"
No. NO. This wasn't real, this was all a dream. My darling, gone. His body nothing more but a lifeless vessel. I clutched the letter in my hand, tears streaming down my pale face. This is not over.

I will rebuild you My Love
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You greet ✭Mr. Sandman✭ and ask her how she is. She informs you that she is FANTASMIC, and she is ABSOLUTELY fine with not getting a share of the last meal. Really.