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As what I saw the guy asked him about the time, which he dumbfoundedly couldn’t answer, I said, “1:12:13.45, sir.”

They turned to me, and he asked, “How’d you know?”

I smirked. “I just know.”

He walked to me and clutched my shoulder with his hands. “Tell me,” he urged firmly.

I glared at him and took two steps backward, that he lost his grasp on me. “Fool!”

He was about to grasp me again, but I ran away. “Looking at a wristwatch couldn’t do any harm,” I whispered.

“Really?”

I halted my steps in horror and frightened.

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