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    It was a trash-talkin idea, but it had scope even so. The tunnel was well known everywhere in the area: it was very long, probably 2 and a half kilometers, and as soon as you come out you’re on a bridge that’s almost surely way way high in the mountainous region, with concrete columns extending downwards that I bet are too tall and about to break one day snap.

    The Darkness with the uppercase dee had surrounded the boy and his dog. They were hopeless now and it was best to give up. The boy, near 26,27 years old, loaded his own self and his dog into his car and headed to that tunnel. The idea was to enter it at a moderate speed and then open the liquor bottle and drink before reaching the exit end of the tunnel, and so surely by then he would be tossed fully. Once out and onto the bridge, he would slowly pull the car over to the side of the road, up against the guard rail. Drunk, he would get him and his dog, on a leash, out of the car, being careful to not get sideswiped by fast passing cars, and walk over to the edge and jump down. It’s hard to know if the boy would have comforted his dog as they were falling.




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