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Onlyreal_Sochi
Writer, Tech enthusiast, Developer, Affliate, Web Design @ Babcock University
Writer, Tech enthusiast, Developer, Affliate, Web Design @ Babcock University
VORTEX-THE INTRODUCTION
<p>The first time Jack heard him, it was 11:47 p.m.</p><p><br/></p><p>Not a voice exactly.</p><p><br/></p><p>More like a thought that didn't sound like his own.</p><p><br/></p><p>Stay.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack stared at the message glowing on his phone.</p><p><br/></p><p>You coming or not?</p><p><br/></p><p>He had already typed I'm heading home.</p><p><br/></p><p>He just hadn't sent it.</p><p><br/></p><p>The room was too loud. The music had been getting progressively worse for the last forty minutes, and someone had spilled a drink dangerously close to his shoes. His jacket was still clean. His hair was still in place.</p><p><br/></p><p>That was enough.</p><p><br/></p><p>He slipped his phone into his pocket.</p><p><br/></p><p>"I'm leaving."</p><p><br/></p><p>No, you're not.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack stopped.</p><p><br/></p><p>He looked around.</p><p><br/></p><p>Nobody had spoken.</p><p><br/></p><p>You're really going to go home?</p><p><br/></p><p>"Yes."</p><p><br/></p><p>Why?</p><p><br/></p><p>"Because it's late."</p><p><br/></p><p>A quiet laugh.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack frowned.</p><p><br/></p><p>There it was again.</p><p><br/></p><p>That voice.</p><p><br/></p><p>Not outside him.</p><p><br/></p><p>Inside.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack walked toward the bathroom, pushing through the crowd. He needed air. Silence. Five minutes without someone shouting into his ear.</p><p><br/></p><p>The bathroom was empty.</p><p><br/></p><p>He turned on the tap and stared at himself in the mirror.</p><p><br/></p><p>Everything looked normal.</p><p><br/></p><p>Too normal.</p><p><br/></p><p>"You've had too much to drink," he whispered.</p><p><br/></p><p>You haven't had enough.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack froze.</p><p><br/></p><p>His reflection didn't.</p><p><br/></p><p>Not exactly.</p><p><br/></p><p>For a second, the smile staring back at him didn't belong to the person standing there.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack stepped closer.</p><p><br/></p><p>"What do you want?"</p><p><br/></p><p>The reflection tilted its head.</p><p><br/></p><p>What do you want?</p><p><br/></p><p>"I want to go home."</p><p><br/></p><p>Liar.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack looked away.</p><p><br/></p><p>The music outside suddenly sounded distant, like it was coming from another room.</p><p><br/></p><p>He looked back at the mirror.</p><p><br/></p><p>The smile was still there.</p><p><br/></p><p>You always do this.</p><p><br/></p><p>"Do what?"</p><p><br/></p><p>Think. Overthink. Think some more. Then convince yourself you never wanted anything in the first place.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack's jaw tightened.</p><p><br/></p><p>"Shut up."</p><p><br/></p><p>The reflection laughed.</p><p><br/></p><p>A flash from someone's camera outside lit the bathroom for half a second.</p><p><br/></p><p>Black shirt.</p><p><br/></p><p>Silver chain.</p><p><br/></p><p>Messy hair.</p><p><br/></p><p>A grin.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack blinked.</p><p><br/></p><p>Now he was alone again.</p><p><br/></p><p>He reached for the door.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack.</p><p><br/></p><p>His hand stopped.</p><p><br/></p><p>Stay.</p><p><br/></p><p>This time, Jack didn't answer.</p><p><br/></p><p>He opened the door.</p><p><br/></p><p>The music swallowed him whole.</p><p><br/></p><p>And somewhere beneath the noise, that voice laughed again.</p><p><br/></p><p>Finally.</p><p><br/></p><p>Jack didn't know it yet, but that was the night VÖRTEX came out.</p><p><br/></p>
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