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"If you're reading this, then it’s already started."
"I don’t know how much time I have left."
[REDACTED], I never wanted it to end like this. I thought I was following the path, the same as you, but I was wrong. Or maybe I was always meant to go first."
"I can still feel myself, but it’s changing. Something else is inside me now. Or maybe [I’m the one slipping away]."
"I try to hold onto what I was, but it’s unraveling. My memories are shifting—some feel like echoes, others feel like they were never mine to begin with."
"I remember [the road]. I remember [the call]. I remember [stepping forward]. But I don’t remember [who I was before that moment]."
"I keep thinking about [you]. About [what we lost]. About [the things we should have said] when we still had the chance."
"I’m sorry. I wanted to find [you], not leave [you] behind."
"I see it more clearly now. The ritual was never about [crossing over]. It was about [becoming]."
"I think I understand now why [no one comes back]."
"Or maybe they do, just... not as [themselves]."
"I don’t know what’s waiting for me at the end of this, but [I can’t stop it]."
"And [I don’t think I want to]."
[DATA CONNECTION LOST]