Doors and More Doors

“Are you now?” he asks. All of a sudden, you remember what he’s also famous for: his effect! The past, and everybody’s memories, of him dying was erased one day. Suddenly, the cells forget you were about to be absorbed. Your phone also disappears (did you even have one?). Oh wait, you never ate those eggs, did you? Now that I think about it, they never existed!

You wake up in your bed, your bed full of sweat. You look outside. You’re home, at last. So, is this the end?

You look, and at your bedside, there is another door. This time, it’s covered in scrapes. Theres also a timer connected to it. It’s counting down. It’s just a lone timer, no bomb visible.

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