
by Dolkon
He wakes to a message he doesn’t remember sending.At first, it’s easy to ignore.Until people begin responding to conversations he never had.As missing moments begin to shape his life, the line between thought and action blurs, and something else seems to be speaking in his place.Now, the more he tries to hold onto himself…The less certain he is that he still exists.
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