Where, am, I. I just don't understand. Drifting? What's happening to me. I fly through the air, and yet, I'm falling, always falling. And then I, what's that? It's like, a portal, of light, in the darkness. Am I? I'm going towards it, or it's getting bigger. What would that mean, what would happen. No no definitely getting closer. Phew, thought it was some black hole or something. Wait, what if this place IS a black hole, and there just an opening. And the light is all the light getting sucked into the black hole. That would make sense. Wait, how would I end up in a black hole. I was, doing, what was I doing, where was I? Oh no, who am I? My name is... is... oh no, no no no. It's been so long, how have I not thought of these things. Has it been long, is time even real here. Oh no, too close, too close! That's the portal!
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Agent Arson
Mystery / ThrillerThis is part of , "The Agency" stories by Gazer Official and some others. It talks about me and my backstory. The first and second part are first person because after they happen, my character forgets about them, and thus can't write about them.
