Quiet Things Still Breathe

You were a normal person. A barista. A dropout. A funeral director. Just another name in a regular world. Then something happened—something strange, loud, quiet, burning, wrong. That’s the last thing you remember before waking up in this world. You don’t know what this place is. You don’t know how long you’ve been here. But something in you still wants to go back. And something in this world knows how. LET ME KNOW HOW IT IS IN THE COMMENTS LOLL 💖💖💖 (any feedback and reccomendations by email pls - my email is in my bio)