The Docu Artist

How evil are you?

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The Documentary Artist
By Jaime Manrique
Part V
Final Segment

(For previous segments, see journal. DO NOT READ THIS without reading the other parts. Spoilers like crazy.)

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The Documentary Artist
By Jaime Manrique
PartIV

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The Documentary Artist
By Jaime Manrique
Part III

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The Documentary Artist
By Jaime Manrique
Part II

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The Documentary Artist
Written By Jaime Manrique
Part I


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sebastian is illing.

He isn't sure the real problem. Maybe he misses Santiago, thats why the withdrawal is so bad. He does miss Santiago, a lot, although he supposes the professor probably doesnt even think about him anymore.

He still thnks about him.

He tries not to. His sex drive has fluctuated to a point that can't be healthy. There are times that he is so depressed, withdrawing so bad that he forgets ther is such a thing. And there are times where he is so horny, shaking so bad he can't even jack off.

these are the times he thinks of the professor.

He should get over it, find something to distract him

Something aside from Crack.

but there is nothing, really.

So he calls harry.

Sebastian is tired.

He's cold; the streets of New York have never been a warm place to be. It reminded him of the Shining, when the boy leads the psycho dad out into the labyrinth, you know, Jack Nicholson? And the next day they find him frozen, with this hideous, insane look on his face, dead, dead, dead. Only Sebastian isnt dead. he's just cold, and sick, and wants a fucking line because if not he'll get even sicker.

He opens his eyes, doesnt move, just looks around.

New York city sure does look different. Since when did it have cobblestone?

Sebastian sits up, fastens his coat tighter around his body. Where the hell is he?

Now that Sebastian is staying with someone, he has a real voicemail. Yay Sebastian.

"Hello...this is Sebastian, Im not here....Um, leave a message, and, I guess....I will get back to you, or something."