Cut and Run

Cut and Run, Ch. 1

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Audio recording from Case # 27-04-291, Monster-Girl City General Hospital,
Mental Health Division. 

Subject: Unclaimed Human Male, Age: 32, Employment status: Vagrant. Spirit Essence desirability score: 4-F. (Abysmal.) 

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My name is Allen Belushi.

Thankfully, my name hasn't changed. Unfortunately, a lot of me has.  Mostly my memories have, that is. But you know what's weird about that?
I have two sets of memories now. 

Let me guess, you have no idea what the hell I'm talking about, do you?

OK, let me ask you this: Have you ever woken up and gotten the strange impression that there is something 'wrong' with the world? 

Now, I when I say wrong, I don't mean 'wrong' in that the morning showed up way too early, again.
Nor do I mean the kind of wrong, in which you wake up with a Coyote Date, because you drank too much the night before.

I mean that kind of wrong that hits you when you open up your eyes and then you look around your bedroom, and notice something is 'off'. But, you're not sure exactly what?
 Or, it hits you when you take a sudden look at the place you're staying at, or everywhere and anywhere else that you go throughout your normal day.

 Suddenly, you notice that despite everything being in all of their 'proper' places, you get the weirdest sensation that everything is still somehow...wrong.

That maybe, just maybe, on the way to work you don't remember that building being there in that spot before. Or, you distinctly remember there was a building there, but now there is a big hole in the ground that has obviously been there for years and years.

Have you ever felt like that? I do. 

I do that all of the fucking time, now. I suspect that you have. I'd be willing to bet one of my now-useless testicles, that everyone else does as well. The difference between you, me, and everyone else, is that I'm honest enough to cop to it.

I'm thinking that everyone else is too afraid to admit it. They are so damnably afraid of being labeled crazy for even bringing it up, let alone discussing it with a shrink for fear of being committed.
In my opinion, that's but one reason out of many, why I never seem to get along with anyone else anymore. Everyone else can see something that is so fucking blatantly WRONG, but in the end all they will do about it, is just look away.

I get the notion that their minds work like this: that whatever the wrong shit is, it'll stop being wrong if they allow themselves to ignore it long enough. 

You know what? They're right, sometimes that shit works.

Let me back up.

I have an idea. This idea is something along the lines of: the "Multiple World Hypothesis' that the Physicists have come up with. It is, in a nutshell: Every decision you've ever made, and including every event that has ever occurred during your life whether it be a yes or a no choice, both ending events exist somewhere in the Multiverse.

For example, say you joined the Army at 18. It was a choice for you between the Army, the Air Force, the Navy, or the Marines.
Fine, fine, fine! And the Coast Guard too.
But, you chose the Army. Now, according to the physicists, there are worlds where you didn't join the Army. Instead you joined one of the other branches. Or you decided to be a pacifist, or...you get the idea, right?