[He shuts his eyes because he has to, because he doesn’t tell people this as a rule, because talking about it only makes it worse, because he just has to hope that he’s the only source and exiting the story, ripping out the pages with his name on them, will make it right again.]
[Maybe it will.]
[His tone trembles with every word.]
It starts small. Chills, maybe. Or you feel like you’re being watched. You get sick, way often - way more often than you should.
You start seeing things. Maybe they’re real, but no one else seems to see them.
You start losing time. Blacking out for weeks. Or maybe you’re sleepwalking. Whatever it is, it just gets worse. Worse, and worse, and worse, until you’re losing your mind.
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[He shuts his eyes because he has to, because he doesn’t tell people this as a rule, because talking about it only makes it worse, because he just has to hope that he’s the only source and exiting the story, ripping out the pages with his name on them, will make it right again.]
[Maybe it will.]
[His tone trembles with every word.]
It starts small. Chills, maybe. Or you feel like you’re being watched. You get sick, way often - way more often than you should.
You start seeing things. Maybe they’re real, but no one else seems to see them.
You start losing time. Blacking out for weeks. Or maybe you’re sleepwalking. Whatever it is, it just gets worse. Worse, and worse, and worse, until you’re losing your mind.