Explanation

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She leads me to a room. I don't know where, being new I don't have a clue. She sits me down and starts talking at me very quickly.
"My name is Riley. To most people I don't exist. I'm a confusing person. It can't be explained quickly but here goes nothing.
I was created to find candidates for the crying games. Its not a good thing. Believe me. Anyone who can see me has 10 days from speaking to me before being subjected to tests to help my race overcome yours. Most people who can see me have had a tough past."
"But I have met you before. You spoke to me before."
"Wait what?"
"You have. I have seen you round every corner I turned. Every place I am you are there too."
"You must be mistaken"
"You spoke to me"
"What exactly did I say?"
"Welcome to the crying games"
I see her eyes flash bright red for a second. She stares at me. Inspecting me. Searching her brain for any recollection of me at all.
"Its you"

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