Chapter 1.1 The Morning I Started Fading

I found my obituary online.
It wasn't supposed to be there.
Not with my name, my birthday, and that photo, the one I never wanted anyone to see.
The date? Three weeks from now.
No one else notices the warning staring back at me.
But I can feel it, a cold weight settling in my chest.
Each day, the world blurs around me.
Memories I swear I lived slip through my fingers.
People stop seeing me.
I'm fading into nothing.
Now, with every heartbeat counting down, I'm forced to chase the pieces of myself I lost,
Before I vanish completely.