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8:45pm. A memory calls out from below the surface, the clock it's trigger.

9:00pm. This thing I can't remember has grown urgent, clawing wildly at the sides of my brain in a desperate attempt to get out by any means necessary. It occurs to me I might be posessed.

9:15pm. Oh, yeah. My rentals have accumulated another late fee.

...after all that buildup, I kind of hoped for something bigger.

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