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oneareyouandi
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Vera took calculated steps, counting each one in his wake. 6...7...8...9...10. He sighed to himself, contradicting the images in his mind--he really wasn't in the mood for this today, but it seemed that even if he wanted to step outside of the cycle, such a thing would be impossible. After another six steps, he found himself at a crack. With a little groan, barely audible since he was concentrating, Vera began to walk backwards, counting once again--but this time, he bumped into someone. Unable to simply stop, he maneuvered around the obstacle, stopping only when he reached the number ten. Afterwards, Vera took a deep breath; standing still to try and lessen the constant mumblings inside his head. "Oh--" He muttered, looking up to the person he had previously bumped into. "Sorry...About that." No, that didn't sound right. "Sorry." He finished again. "Sorry."












