Except.
It was an extremely average day for me at least, and nothing was really different, nothing changing for me. I was just moving along, dodging any shady looking folks, and I finally found a moment to take a rest. I slipped on my headphones, figuring if anyone was going to get the jump on me, they would've already.
I always hear stupid static these days, even sometimes when I'm not listening to anything. But today my headphones didn't seem to be working. I remember thinking that this had to be some kind of stupid joke, or a prank, what a stupid thought that was...
"Start moving."
The voice that rang out through my headphones was a voice I was already tired of hearing.
It was my voice.
What else could I do when faced with that? What would you do? I grabbed my pack and started to jog. Picking up the pace as the static got louder.
"In about 30 seconds you'll be dead if you stop, just keep going
and you'll get what I mean, for better or for worse..."
Someone behind me gasped, but I just ran faster. People in the intersection panicked, and somebody screamed from some alleyway behind me, but I just kept moving. Through crowds of panicking people, bustling and pushing, running straight out of town, hearing my voice in my ear again and again but not really paying attention to what it was saying...
I never did turn back. I just kept running, until I was out of town, finally noticing that I was leaving faint, red footprints...
The fog moved in just as I continued forwards.
Was I actually talking to myself? Or was I hearing something else? someone else? The static lowered to a duller howl, and I didn't know what else to do, so I just cranked my music up as I kept walking...
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