Whiteout
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"Shit- let me look at that....can you scoot over?" The apparition ignored my request.
As my eyes adjusted, I knew I was dreaming. Or dying. This had to be a pre-death hallucination.
"Man- if you got a phone you might wanna call an ambulance...cause I keep thinking you are my ex. So I know something's seriously wrong. "
"Yeah. Me being here is indeed wrong. And your head's been impaired long before now. But let me see what damage you done this time. Scoot. If you can. Please."
Michael?
This story takes place in Ireland, December 2006. I am taking liberties with the timeline and events...as we know Michael left shortly before Lisa arrived in Ireland. Let's visit a parallel universe...Enjoy!
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