I'm not really sure, but...it seems like time's working weirdly. [ He genuinely has no idea what the heck's going on there! ]

The man who told me all that and made me "remember" was one of the people behind my death. I...think he told me that because he might have regretted it a little, but would still do it anyway.

[ It's absolutely exhausting. ]

At least that's what it looks to me right now? And that's part of why my mind is a mess.