It had been cloudy since noon today. The clock tower showed 1 o’clock but it only worked twice a day. Looking at it, he sighed. It didn’t work, just like everything he did. He was walking towards the place he walked to everyday, the same time as yesterday and the day before. He looked at… Continue reading TIMES
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INSANE
The mirror reflects a man crying incurably. The man is probably in his fifties, wrinkles and folds paint his face. There is no light in the room except a small bulb on top of the man, illuminating his face and throwing everything else into darkness. He stops; abruptly looks up into the mirror and starts… Continue reading INSANE
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