Or maybe it would make more sense to say that the old side of me is what is here now since it has been around since everything started. I can't deny that like I want to.
"Anyway, I need to get the hell out of here. I'll leave this with you. Maybe we'll meet again at some point." The man says while leaving a phone on the counter.
"Yeah." I respond before picking up the phone.
I never used a phone before but I guess I have one now, thanks to that guy. I'm pretty confident that we won't meet again but who knows.
This path has been full of surprises so far, I wouldn't be surprised if I ended up fighting against him for some unknown reason. That's been my luck with everyone I've encountered since the start of this journey.
Fight, fight, fight. It'll get tiring after some point in time, I'm pretty positive about that.
