Chapter XI

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Depersonalization-Derealization

Depersonalization-derealization:

The persistent or repeated feeling that you're observing yourself from outside your body, or that the world around you doesn't feel real—or both.


Bare walls.

Broken chairs.

A ripped-up sofa.

That was all I could see.

I slowly opened my eyes.

My head throbbed.

My surroundings were unfamiliar.

"Where... am I?"

I pushed myself to my feet.

My legs felt strangely unsteady as I looked around the abandoned room.

Nothing.

No one.

Just silence.

I took another step.

Then another.

My eyes caught something in the corner.

A mirror.

I froze.

Slowly, I approached it.

Then stopped.

My reflection stared back at me.

I couldn't breathe.

My once-black hair was completely white.

Dark circles surrounded my eyes, making me look exhausted.

Bruises covered my skin.

I looked like someone who hadn't slept properly in years.

My hand slowly rose toward my face.

My fingertips touched my reflection.

"What the hell...?"

My voice trembled.

I looked down.

Something was inked across my sternum.

A tattoo.

I stumbled backward.

"No."

My breathing quickened.

"This isn't me."

I stared at the reflection again.

It looked like me.

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