So I woke up with the image of their terrified faces and suddenly those eyes appeared. I recognized them inmediately: They were my own eyes reflected in the shadowless night. Nor a single ray of light could even burst in the deadly silence.
Those eyes glanced at my entire face, trying to get along with floating emotions. So a Flashforward came to me.
It was not a vision.
It was not a sign
Not a "sight setting"
Nor even a "Looking forward"
...A desire?
Deja Vu?
It was like a deep memory that hadn't happened yet, and a strong feeling stood right in front of lost remains.
Hand in hand I walked down the street with a man I did not know. The paving stones resounded on our foot, and a freezing breeze moved our hair.
What was that?
I lived in a far past with some scenes taken from a near future. How could I knew that it would be future?
I just felt it, and nothing left to say.
That is what I started to call "Flashforward", that could not be resolved at least when they were brought about by someone I never knew.
Doesn't matter now...
I think
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