Time Vortex
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The year is 2000, and today is your birthday. After hours of parties, games and gift-giving, you are exhausted, so you go to bed. Just as you were about to sleep, you feel that something is hidden under your pillow. You grope under your pillow; you find a small box enveloped in a colorful wrapper. | The year is 2000, and today is your birthday. After hours of parties, games and gift-giving, you are exhausted, so you go to bed. Just as you were about to sleep, you feel that something is hidden under your pillow. You grope under your pillow; you find a small box enveloped in a colorful wrapper. | ||
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"Must be a gift from Dad and Mom," you think to yourself. You unwrap the gift; it's a watch with a retro design. Still, though it looks outdated, you marvel at the beauty of its design, and you seem mesmerized. As you stare at the watch, a haunting feeling creeps on your back. You shake your head, trying to shrug off the uncomfortable feeling. | "Must be a gift from Dad and Mom," you think to yourself. You unwrap the gift; it's a watch with a retro design. Still, though it looks outdated, you marvel at the beauty of its design, and you seem mesmerized. As you stare at the watch, a haunting feeling creeps on your back. You shake your head, trying to shrug off the uncomfortable feeling. | ||
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"I must just be imagining things," you tell yourself. | "I must just be imagining things," you tell yourself. | ||
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Yet the strange feeling doesn't leave you. | Yet the strange feeling doesn't leave you. | ||
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What do you do with the watch? | What do you do with the watch? | ||
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Do you: | Do you: | ||
Revision as of 13:17, 2 January 2008
The year is 2000, and today is your birthday. After hours of parties, games and gift-giving, you are exhausted, so you go to bed. Just as you were about to sleep, you feel that something is hidden under your pillow. You grope under your pillow; you find a small box enveloped in a colorful wrapper.
"Must be a gift from Dad and Mom," you think to yourself. You unwrap the gift; it's a watch with a retro design. Still, though it looks outdated, you marvel at the beauty of its design, and you seem mesmerized. As you stare at the watch, a haunting feeling creeps on your back. You shake your head, trying to shrug off the uncomfortable feeling.
"I must just be imagining things," you tell yourself.
Yet the strange feeling doesn't leave you.
What do you do with the watch?
Do you:
