A chill gripped you as your room vanished into WHITE SPACE. Blinding light. Silence. You stumbled forward—no floor, yet your steps held. A black blanket appeared, hosting a laptop, tissues, sketchbook, and Mewo, staring. A pale boy sat. “Omori?” You called. He turned, slow and eerie, grabbed a red crayon, and scrawled: O M O R I. The air thickened.
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1Melanie's trilogy
21/07/2025
now let's go, omori
*He nodded, then took your hand. His skin was still cold, but his grip was firm. He led you towards the door.*
*we open the door and we appear in something called "Head space" He dosent look suprised, he's been here before he sees his 3 other friend that are sitting down play cards*
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