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It appeared so suddenly. Just behind. Floating above a body.

But somehow.

I just knew.

I had to just go touch it.

But when I did, my vision went black and I could hear distant yelling and footsteps coming towards me.

This feeling washed over me as I did.

It was so.. Calming...

..

[“Oh my. Someone actually got my star?”]

When I awaken, I found myself greeted by a familiar blank ceiling.

I groaned and got up, and looked around.

“Just a minute ago I was outside.. Why am I..?“

I started to question what just happened. I touched the star then randomly blacked out?

What the hell was going on?

I looked around then my gaze locked on to the calendar, and I froze with a realization.

It appears.

I have travelled back in time, into the past by five years just before all the disasters could struck.

Just enough time even.

“What..? How could this be?!“

I immediately got up and rubbed my eyes, hoping the date would change but no it didn't.

This was really was the reality I am in?

I truly went back in time when I touched the star.

But why? But I, Vesper Scarrows am just a regular civilian working in a corporation that went to ashes anyways?

“Ngh.. What?“

Today is.. February 28th, that's.. That's the day after I...

I thought back to the events.

February 28.. There was a meeting around..

10.

I checked the clock beside my nightstand, and it definitely was 10.

I was late that day.

..

I'm late?!

I quickly went to my closet, to get into much clothes. I had to get ready, I'm back in the past and I'm going to be late anyways?!

I stopped by the mirror, hoping my hair looks fine. And that, a familiar face met me.

It was my reflection. It was like seeing a ghost.

Did I really look this worse in the past?

My brown hair was messy and was all over the place, it seem better days, I think. Then there was a few bandaids around my face.

Well.

I was broken in the past anyways.

A few bandages were hidden under the long sleeves of my worker suit.

And my eyes..

Purple.

That's it.

I had a tan skin so what?

What about my past appearance did I care about?

I returned back to past where I know about the horrible stuff that awaits the future.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 18 ⏰

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