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Lord baby Jesus!
I'm glad to finally be back amongst the living and fall onto my bed with gratitude. The smell of old socks fills my nose but right now I just love it.
24 hours in a graveyard were too much for my nerves and chances are I caught a cold. I wouldn't be surprised if I wake up tomorrow with a throat that feels like it's been fucked with a razor blade.
No more Austria for me. Thank you.
I stare at the ceiling as I play through what has happened during the past few days, trying to organize all information and thoughts. But nothing fits together. I'm facing a hundred puzzle pieces from different boxes.
I get interrupted by someone knocking on my door.
Before I can allow them entrance, Greg peeks through with a grin.
"Your mom is here."
"What?" I lazily sit up, confused about why my mom would turn up without letting me know first. And why she would come alone. This can only mean bad news.
