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It's cold, it's dark, my phone is dead, I don't have my nintendo and I can hardly move or they'll know i'm in here. Domn coffins are uncomfortable. So what the hell do I do for the next 3 hours? Well maybe i should tell you the full story of how i died, that'll kill some time for sure. Ok here it goes...

It all started about 3 months ago when I woke up in what looked like an alley, I had a splitting migraine and couldn't feel much of anything else. It was dark and bloody freezing, felt like 0 degrees and thats cold for Perth, I looked around but all i could see were brick walls and outdated grafiti. Afterng a minute of stariing at nothing I managed to drag myself up off the ground and take a look around the place, thats when I realised I was behing Joynt Venture, no one was it around do i figured it had to be real late. 'Damn it mums gonna kill me' I thought, too bad for her I was already dead but that realization came later

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