Portraits of a Multiverse Part XCVII

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Of a Multiverse:

…Drip, drip, drip the tap the only sound inside in his grim apartment but outside dimly he could hear the sounds of living city which never sleeps even at night.

Michel lay in his be with his eyes open wondering just what hell this place was…

Portraits of a Multiverse Part XCVI

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Of a Multiverse:

…It was always the same every Friday night with everyone rushing home from the factory to their home and families even in this grim place.

But for some reason Michael drawled home as he had nothing to go back to other than television and a small damp room since his wife died…

Portraits of a Multiverse Part LXX

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Of a Multiverse:

…slowly a large pool of blood formed around the body. Nearby lying on the floor a gently smoking pistol lay where it was dropped…



Please note: If want to see my second life journal then go to the Journal of a Spectral Traveller.

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