( why are they doing this? which komaeda lets them do, and he doesn't mind the tightness, it's nothing compared to the poison that forced itself down his throat, closing it as the tape muffled any air to escape. the tightness in his chest, the way his heart was loud and audible in his ears — )
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( why are they doing this? which komaeda lets them do, and he doesn't mind the tightness, it's nothing compared to the poison that forced itself down his throat, closing it as the tape muffled any air to escape. the tightness in his chest, the way his heart was loud and audible in his ears — )
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