In the darkness of that cold night, I couldn't see a
thing.
As a shiver went down my spine, I groped in the dark.
Searching.
I didn't know what I was looking for until I found her.
I couldn't see, but I felt.
Her skin was smooth and soft, like a thousand spider's webs
tied together to make skin.
Yet at the same time it felt cold, so cold.
Her long hair was scattered all over, hiding her face.
Even though it was too dark to see, I knew.
I knew she had breathed her last breath,
I yelled, and then they came.
I couldn't see their faces, it was too dark.
They took her away, her hands and hair fell to the sides as
they picked her up, limp, lifeless.
I didn't cry,
I just stood there looking at them as they took her, walking
farther and farther away.
Millions of thoughts raced through my brain, but only one
stood out the most.
"I had not yet found what I had lost - this thing I was
looking for in the darkness, but now I know that I shall
never be able to find it again."  
   

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