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... forgotten memories.
Jay stood in a corridor with no floor, no ceiling, just endless doors suspended midair. Each door whispered—laughs, screams, sighs—ghosts of who he could’ve been. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
He didn’t know how long he’d been here.
Time didn’t pass. It folded.
He reached for one door, trembling. It opened—
—and he was six years old, alone at the dinner table.
Mom had forgotten again. Dad was... somewhere else. The System hadn’ ...
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