Parallel worlds from a wonderful storyteller. Enjoy.
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With a slam of the door, Dave entered the tiny apartment and slumped down into a chair. Although the sun was still up, the room was dark. The ratty curtains were pulled tight and a threadbare blanket, adding it’s slim weight, was thrown over the only window. Dave wanted to block out the world, afraid of what he might see, afraid of what he might remember.
Hiding the world only went so far. He knew it would catch up to him anyway.
After a few minutes of sitting, the walls, as expected, breathed in and expanded out, as if the world was turning inside out, just like during “The Incident”. As he sat there, it felt as if a part of him was being turned inside out as well, ripped from his skull and flushed down a cosmic toilet, just as it had been on…
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