[ CW ] Pick up the nearest book and flip to the first sentence . Make it the last sentence of your story .

[ Part 1 ] ( http: //www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/26wydj/wp_set_your_story_in_a_bleak_world_void_of_love/chv9tk0 ) 
 
 [ Part 2 ] ( http: //www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/26xx4e/wp_while_i_had_never_had_any_desire_to_go_there/chvt37c ) 
 
 Autumn silently rode the train, with the dog's lifeless body on the seat beside her. She stared mindlessly out the window into the dark sky of the rainy Monday morning. 
 
 Without any other friends or family, Autumn felt more alone than ever. Zach's health had been failing for awhile, and she could n't have done anything to save him. 
 
 She lost count how many times the train passed her stop before she finally decided to step off. Cradling Zach's limp body in her arms, she walked down the street, and behind the apartment building where she lived. A shovel lay in the empty plot of grass, as if it expected Autumn's and Zach's meeting last night. 
 
 Autumn dug a small hole in the ground just big enough for his body. After carefully laying him inside, she solemnly refilled the hole with her bare hands. With her hands and knees covered in mud, she closed her eyes and prayed a quiet prayer for her friend. It begins, as most things begin, with a song. 
 
 *quote borrowed from* Neil Gaiman, `` Anansi Boys'' 
 
 [ Part 4 ] ( http: //www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/27bsq2/wp_before_you_start_your_suicide_you_have_second/chzhn9w )
