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Threshold Days

He felt exhausted. 

Last night he had injured a classmate during self-defense training.

This morning the sun was red. Crows lined the road on his drive into the office.

He had yelled at people he was trying to help. He was stuck on a level of the videogame he had been playing. He could only lie to his co-workers and his friends and tell them everything was fine.

Last night he dreamed of killing a man named Morganfokker and of a great feeling of change and relief coming over him, but in the morning the dream made him feel uneasy and scared.

Alison was dead and no one seemed to care. His cellphone would ring and he would answer it and hear only static.