2018 – Cottstown
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I killed him.
Don't ask me how I did it, don't ask me where I did it, or even why I did it. But most importantly, do not ask me when I did it.
I can feel it. It's surrounding me, consuming me. Time. Time itself is wrapping around me. All because of the murder of one man. But something is wrong, so terribly wrong.
I feel like I'm broken. Not in the mental sense, but something even more awfully inhuman.
Time, is a very fluidic thing, a broken trail of numbers and sequences, memories and patterns. You could describe time however you like, its... not a fixed thing. It never stays in one place for too long. Almost tantamount to the movements of birds heading south for the winter. At least birds have direction. I do not.
I was somebody once. Now, I'm no one at all.
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