thirty-eight.

I WAS WISHING I COULD GET OUT OF THIS TOWN. The rain suddenly increased and the skies turned a dark shade of grey. Eryn continued thinking "...and all these people have lives. They all live..." Her thinking was suddenly interrupted. "Eryn........Eryn..." The voice spoke. "all alive... JANE! Jane can't be dead!" The voice got louder. Loud enough so Eryn felt that everone could hear it. So loud it banged against her head! "ERYN ERYN ERYN." The voice spoke so fast, so loud, that her name sounded strange. She searched, looking everywhere, but it was nowhere. She ran to where it was the loudest, her thoughts rummaging everwhere. Eryn turned her head everywhere to find nothing. Then, there it was. She found it. The voice stopped. And everything went black.
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