I'm standing in my kitchen, why am I here? I thought, how did I get here? When did I get here? A million things are running through my mind right now.
"I'm home!" I hear a voice yell. Wait, is that Terry?! This has to be a dream, Terry and I are supposed to be in jail right now.
"Hey, where were you honey?" How are those words escaping my mouth?!
"Oh, ummmmm, I was at the store." I look at him from top to bottom, he's wearing a bullet vest, black sweatpants, and hiking boots.
"In those clothes, Terry, I know you were in the woods again." Wait is this the conversation we had last week?!
"Fine I was looking for someone." Terry responds while he's searching for words.
"Who were you looking for?" How are we replaying the conversation we had from last week?!
"Oh, just an old friend." I know he's lying, but I decide not to question him any longer. Wait are those the exact thoughts I had from last week?! What is happening to me?!
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Saving Her
Misterio / SuspensoWhen her best friend dies, how will she bring her back to life?
