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<i>"God damnit, You skinny lil' shit..."</i>​</div><br/>
A part of Dominic stood there, watching over Judas as he made his final confessions, finally dropped the bullshit acts and gave him the entire truth. But as he watched Judas raise the weapon, realizing where all this was heading, Dominic lunged for the weapon, passing right through Judas and his own dead corpse. Then before he could recover, the muffled bang behind him. Gradually, he turned his upper torso; his blank blue eyes washed over the scene-- <i>Oh God, Thomas is going to come home to this...</i> His own thoughts were deafening inside of his head even as the high pitched squeal of brakes pierced through. Thomas was pulling the truck into the two car attached garage.<br/>
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Dashing for the garage door, he fumbled at the garage door knob, trying to open it. His hands slipping through the cheap brass-- The truck engine stalled, he could hear the familiar sounds of Thomas' shoes on the concrete floor. Panic welled up, flooded Dominic, <i>Fuck! Judas! Why would you do this here?!</i> It was all too late as the door swung open and<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2F36.media.tumblr.com%2F9df18fd14803f579711afbe1f47a1dc2%2Ftumblr_nadl68yiDM1tdl3uzo1_400.jpg&amp;hash=93fa3bab98469590550a8f32a795533c" href="https://36.media.tumblr.com/9df18fd14803f579711afbe1f47a1dc2/tumblr_nadl68yiDM1tdl3uzo1_400.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"> Thomas </a>moved right through Dominic. He tried pulling Thomas' shirt, anything he could think of to hopefully gain his attention-- Thomas' feet halted, what little color the recent high school graduate had, drained completely out of his skin as he started back up.<br/>
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The south kitchen wall, the island was coated in fresh vibrant shades of chuck berry red and Thomas' blue eyes took in every single bit of it. Even took in the details on how the two bodies were intertwined together-- <i>"Dad? Pop?" </i><br/>
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Dominic sensed himself being pulled at, his name being called, and it was very obvious it wasn't Thomas. The voice held a note of melody, musical in nature-- <i>Moon! Moon! It's time to come home!</i> His body twisted, turned until he could see the fabled <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2F2.bp.blogspot.com%2F-i3ktojCf_Ek%2FWfP2n38kkgI%2FAAAAAAAAAIE%2Ft3HhH8K_N1E-Xefe87g8A3oTszdwsKZ_gCPcBGAYYCw%2Fs1600%2FSVJETLO%252BSE%252BOKRE%2525C4%252586E.gif&amp;hash=ed0094d8ea28796fa271ad6c04a16cb5" href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i3ktojCf_Ek/WfP2n38kkgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/t3HhH8K_N1E-Xefe87g8A3oTszdwsKZ_gCPcBGAYYCw/s1600/SVJETLO%2BSE%2BOKRE%25C4%2586E.gif" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">tunnel of lights</a>. He knew the voice, vaguely remembered its musical tones. The cadence was soothing, comforting, peaceful. The lights were brilliantly colorful prismatic rays that reminded him of looking through a Suncatcher.<br/>
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Dominic pivoted his ghostly form as the muffled utterances filtered up into his ear, Thomas was on the phone with Daniel. He's hysterically sobbing, trying to back himself out of the kitchen-- <i> Moon, your job here is done. Thomas will be alright and so will Daniel.</i> Even in Death, Dominic could stop being Dad.<br/>
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He whirled around to see a <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F8a%2F2a%2Ffc%2F8a2afc9bbe1b6d43316cb5fb8f92b0d2.jpg&amp;hash=e978b9034ddd71da760f58daedb15605" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/8a/2a/fc/8a2afc9bbe1b6d43316cb5fb8f92b0d2.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">small woman</a> standing in front of the tunnel of lights, "Grandma..." She smiled up into his weary face, took his monstrous hand, and lead him toward the tunnel of lights, <i>"It's not easy to let them go, Moon. But you must.</i> Dominic peered down at her hand as it held onto his, his eyes rolled back to his <i>Lil' Buddy</i>-- Watched as the tears streamed down his face, could hear him screaming into the phone, begging Daniel to come home. He bowed his head, rubbed his thin hard lips together while he worked up the courage, "Good-Bye lil' Buddy," lifting his head to see Thomas backed into corner, huddled into a mass on the floor, "Daddy will see ya again someday...."<br/>
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It took everything he had to turn away from Thomas as he sobbed in that corner and allow his Grandmother to walk him into the afterlife.<br/>
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