WILLIAMS’ POV The warehouse door clanged shut behind me, echoing in the cavernous space like a gunshot. My breaths came in ragged gasps, the weight of the revelations pressing down on me like a physical burden. I needed air, space to think, to process the whirlwind that had just ripped through my life.Stepping into the cool night, I fumbled for my phone, its familiar weight grounding me momentarily. With trembling fingers, I dialed Jason's number. It rang once, twice, before a weak voice answered."Hey, Jason," I said, my voice thick with emotion.A tired chuckle came through the receiver. "Williams? You alright, man? Still recovering from that whole…well, whatever it was."I closed my eyes, picturing Jason hooked up to machines, his normally vibrant face pale. "Yeah, I'm alive," I managed. "Listen, I…" My voice caught in my throat. How could I explain this, the shattering of reality, the sudden urge to chase a ghost across a world I didn't know existed?"There's something I have to
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