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Thank to Professor Avery and Professor
Zeller, Chad didn’t bother me.
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After the panel ended, I went over to
Professor Avery.
“Professor Avery, can I have your contact
info?”
Professor Avery looked me up and down,
smiling, “You got a Stanford offer? I’m a
professor there. You should go talk to other
Stanford alumni.”
“We…” I paused for a long time before
asking, “Have we met before?”
Professor Avery looked shocked.
Professor Zeller went wide–eyed.
“At the school?” Professor Avery asked
I nervously said, “No, not at the school.”
“When…”
People were walking around and I didn’t want
to talk about it out loud.
Professor Avery and Professor Zeller grew
serious.
“You remembered.” Professor Avery
whispered, “That must mean a lot more hardship is coming your way.‘
She wrote something on a notepad and
ripped the page, handing it to me.
Professor Avery and Professor Zeller left and
I added the contact.
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The ID was weird.
It said “Backward Traveler.”
Before I could say anything, a meme popped
up, then words that made me shiver.
[The one who lives again will be based on fate.]
[You’re in danger right now, you might die again.]
[If you’re in danger, send this contact a message.]
I held my phone and started shaking.
I avoided most of what happened last time.
What else did Brittany have that could kill
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me?
