Why Am I Here? I am lost
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BEFORE YOU READ!!!
This is a dark and gloomy, psychological twist on your usual 'Detective' kind of story. A destructive mind, with broken pieces in search of amending.
Why am I here? I am lost.
The Diary entries of a man named Sebastian Wonders. A detective who jots down his experiences of day to day occurrences, in life and on the job
We delve into his own mind and heart. Trying to find and restore the shattered pieces of who he once was.
Tackling abnormal experiences with everyday sounds and surroundings. A trip, to the inside of his mind.
The struggle of reality. Hope. Fear. Confusion. Bliss. Trust. Heartbreak.
A lost soul.
Trying to find the place called home.
In search... of peace. For justice.
A search for himself, as well as others...
Who he is as a person, and maybe his purpose in this world as well.
-It's wise to think with logic,
But what happens when the logic is scrambled and the safety filter for perception is gone?
How is Sebastian feeling? What is he thinking?
Let's find out.
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