Description
I'm a normal person. I'm not special - and hell, I don't even look special. As boring and plain as I can be, I like to call myself a work of art. Art isn't supposed to look nice; it's supposed to make you feel something. But no matter how much lies I tell myself, I still seek a great perhaps. It's normal for people to call you at 3:20 in the morning. But what's not normal is that they call you to warn you about what could have killed you if you didn't listen. He sounded absurd and he was obnoxious to the point where I wanted to murder him myself. People come and go - that's what I would tell myself. Maybe it was just me because all the people I have encountered in my life don't stay long. But he, he was different. And not a typical different. He claims that he's from the future. He says he knows me and knows everything that's going to happen in the next mere second. He sounded crazy to me. As time goes by I realize that even though he knows the future, he doesn't realize the crux of the matter. He doesn't know about the time paradox - what happens in the present can rewrite the future. I can't say much more about him, but I can tell you one thing though - he knows nothing. And his name was Chase.
1 - Oasis In The Night
