~ Dimensions ~

~ Dimensions ~

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You wake up, feeling strange. You then feel everything being off- Starting with the time being ' 73:02 ', you just assume that your clock is broken. It is old after all, so you don't worry about it! But then you start to worry. Your dog has been sitting in the middle of your living room for 3 hours.. And your closet appears to be bigger than it was before. Your door's lock was on the inside, and three brand new shops appeared right next to your house than have never been there before. You decide that you woke up funny, and maybe your just being delusional. You go for a nice walk around the streets now. But everyone's eyes seem to follow you. Big, empty glass eyes. What is going on? Could you be in another dimension?
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My name is Nolan Moore and something special happened to me. Or at least that is what the psychiatrist calls it. I think it was disturbing, too horrific for words. What happened to me was something that keeps me up at night. Sometimes I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling for hours, even days. I get shivers down my spine even writing this down, but I have a feeling that I will be gone soon. So, if you read this, then you get a glimpse of my soul. I pray that before the end of my story I will get forgiveness for everything I have done. Just remember I did this because I thought it was the best thing at the time. Clearly, it wasn't. Time is a thin line floating between what was and what will be. It's flowing through space hoping to reach an end. Normally whenever someone makes a choice, time itself splits and although we don't feel a thing, it still happens, nonetheless. But now something happened that had never happened before. Two new lines that were created flowed alongside each other through the endless void, seeking their old one. They were never supposed to collide, but one strange afternoon everything went wrong. The three timelines hit each other dead on. Three people ended up on an island, three exactly the same people.

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