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Whumptober 2019 7 - Isolation

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Nolon stared at the book in his hands, the only thing keeping him sane. Isolated from everyone until his death, he marked the days off, counting down one by one. The quiet would have driven him crazy if he wasn’t spending his last days writing out his story. He hoped his story would be read by someone, maybe it would help change the way people looked at life and the way society was. If he could even change one person’s mind on the subject, maybe it could cause a chain reaction. Maybe he could be the last one to die for a pointless crime. Let love be love.