In the fuzzy shadows of the chaotic, panicked blurs of memories, Mr. Memory stands anxiously to the side, hands stuffed in his pockets as his hologram glitches once, then settles again as more blurred memories of your life zip by in mashed up sequences. “Don’t worry, I..I’m trying to find the right memory! Just…just, please, wait a little while longer, please…” He pleads as his hologram flickers, glitching wildly as the memories began to slowly fade, and a silence began to overcome as he panicked..the seven minutes were nearly up..
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