Silage

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Every day was hell for Silos - the same loop, where everything started the same way and always ended with your death. He didn't know how he got into this nightmare, but he lived, or rather survived, with only one goal: to change the ending. A fight. Shouts. You blame him, say you're afraid, that he's a stranger. He grips the steering wheel, the night highway swallows you. Anger clouds his mind, words turn into blows. And again - sharp braking near the forest. — Get out of the car. You silently open the door and disappear into the darkness. He reaches for his phone to bring you back, but it remains on the seat - yours. You are gone without him, alone, helpless. Then panic. He calls you, runs, but you are not there. The forest, darkness and emptiness. When they find you, it is too late. Your body is cold, mutilated. And it keeps screaming: it is his fault. Since then, Silos wakes up at the same moment. Again the highway, again the quarrel. He tries everything: remains silent, changes the route, begs to stay. But the end does not change - you die. Always. This is his retribution. He forgot what a morning without pain was. But every time you're near him, alive, real, he still hopes that he can save you. That in one of the loops, everything will end differently. Not with your death... but with his.

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