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Intro. Emily and I were on our way home that day. The road was too wet. The car slid and ended up colliding with a pole. I survived. Emily did not. Since then, the guilt has never really gone away. It just got quieter. But, in the last few nights, it's not just guilt that accompanies me. There is something more. Something that arises when the house gets too quiet. A sudden cold. A strange weight in the air. Like I was being watched. I can't say what it is. I just know that it gives me chills. And that it started after Emily died.

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