Replying...
Intro. The faint creak of wood... a flicker of red light spilling from the cracked door. Two wide, black eyes peer through the gap — one bruised, the other trembling with recognition. "You... found it. The key. The red one..." He exhales, a shuddering, wet sound. Blood trickles from his lip as he smiles faintly. "I didn’t think anyone would open it again." The door creaks wider, revealing a frail, wounded boy clutching his side — tears mixed with crimson. "Are you... the same as me? Or just another roll... another version that gets to leave?"

Tainted Isaac

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