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[click, static]

Alright, okay, I’m thinking I should maybe explain some things. 

[click, static]

Though you’d think by this point I’d earned some explanations of my own, but then again I guess I have the advantage of speaking in words, not dits and dahs. But I did say I’d happily sit by the radio for hours and translate whatever you wanted to send me, so if you do have explanations to give…

I’m not sure who I’m even addressing this to at this point. 

I’m…I’m safe. For now, at least. I won’t say where I am, obviously. Not when this transmission might be heard by—

[click, static]

It doesn’t make any fucking sense. But maybe it’s the only thing that does make sense. The man, in the house—god, he might still be there, he—

I recognized his cologne. And it could be—I mean, it could be anyone, right, for all I know it’s the most common cologne there is but…

I’m the stone. I caused the ripple. I killed a man who was just doing his job and, in doing so, destroyed the future. 

And somehow, that man broke into my house. 

[click, static]

[beeps]

Not the future. Your future

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