Thenutcase Stories

I didn't chase. I didn't hunted. I was guided... I think something is wrong . At first, it was nothing. Just small things-repeats, patterns, gaps. Now it's... different. No filters. No edits. No rewrites. I'm posting this in real time-exactly as it happens. I don't know when it started. I don't know how it ends. I must document everything- in case I forget what's real. Or worse, in case something else remembers for me because if I don't notice what's happening maybe it's already too late. The Nutcase explores the terrifying possibility that the voice meant to protect us... may be leading us somewhere else entirely.