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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
swan2swan
swan2swan

DE-DEET! DE-DEET!
The alarm was like a jackhammer to the head. I groaned.
DE-DEET!
Enough, already! I felt for the clock radio. The snooze button. Just five more minutes.
My hand patted the air. No bedside table? I lifted my lids. Where was my …
My heart stopped.
I was staring into a triangular screen. A flat computer panel mounted flush in a peeling, white plaster wall across from the bed. Eerie copper letters pulsed at the top of the glowing gray screen.
5:58:16 A.M. Below the time flashed the words “TO DO” and a single entry: “Report to work.”
This was not my bedroom. Not even close.

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swan2swan

The Jake staring back at me was an adult! Not crazy old. But out of college a few years. At least ten years older than the kid I’d been the night before

this is one of those adventures I don't like isn't it and I don't have any severance gifs UGH fine Bring on the Boring yes we're in for some PSYCHOLOGICAL INTROSPECTION a metaphorical puzzle where our hero must escape IF YOU DIE IN THE GAME YOU DIE FOR REAL but if you win you achieve nothing of substance


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swan2swan

I knew it was only a matter of time, what with the pressures of leadership, the violent battle, the
endless fights against a strengthening enemy.
I’d finally been driven to a complete psychotic breakdown.
I’d gone crazy.
And this was my padded cell.

NEVER MIND THE NEVER MIND.

We’re doing an Asylum Episode.

The worst kind.

UGH let's get this over with swan reads animorphs
swan2swan
swan2swan

DE-DEET! DE-DEET!
The alarm was like a jackhammer to the head. I groaned.
DE-DEET!
Enough, already! I felt for the clock radio. The snooze button. Just five more minutes.
My hand patted the air. No bedside table? I lifted my lids. Where was my …
My heart stopped.
I was staring into a triangular screen. A flat computer panel mounted flush in a peeling, white plaster wall across from the bed. Eerie copper letters pulsed at the top of the glowing gray screen.
5:58:16 A.M. Below the time flashed the words “TO DO” and a single entry: “Report to work.”
This was not my bedroom. Not even close.

image
swan2swan

The Jake staring back at me was an adult! Not crazy old. But out of college a few years. At least ten years older than the kid I’d been the night before

this is one of those adventures I don’t like isn’t it and I don’t have any severance gifs UGH fine Bring on the Boring yes we’re in for some PSYCHOLOGICAL INTROSPECTION a metaphorical puzzle where our hero must escape IF YOU DIE IN THE GAME YOU DIE FOR REAL but if you win you achieve nothing of substance


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NOW HOLD ON swan reads animorphs I thought we were in for some computer dimension stuff some flash-sideways nonsense but no this is a FLASH FORWARD I see

DE-DEET! DE-DEET!
The alarm was like a jackhammer to the head. I groaned.
DE-DEET!
Enough, already! I felt for the clock radio. The snooze button. Just five more minutes.
My hand patted the air. No bedside table? I lifted my lids. Where was my …
My heart stopped.
I was staring into a triangular screen. A flat computer panel mounted flush in a peeling, white plaster wall across from the bed. Eerie copper letters pulsed at the top of the glowing gray screen.
5:58:16 A.M. Below the time flashed the words “TO DO” and a single entry: “Report to work.”
This was not my bedroom. Not even close.

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swan reads animorphs oh no this is one of those adventures I don't like isn't it and I don't have any severance gifs UGH fine Bring on the Boring yes we're in for some PSYCHOLOGICAL INTROSPECTION a metaphorical puzzle where our hero must escape IF YOU DIE IN THE GAME YOU DIE FOR REAL but if you win you achieve nothing of substance