(A sharp intake of breath, followed by a rapid, uneven rhythm of speech.) I don't know how long I've been recording this. I just needed someone to know that I am scared. It's coming, isn't it? That shift. I can feel the pressure building up in the air, like the moment before a thunderstorm breaks. The phone screen is starting to ripple, and it's not just a glitch; the light source seems to be bending around the edges of the display, making the numbers swim like oil on water. I keep trying to focus on the sound of my own voice, but every time I speak the word 'Wednesday,' the audio track warps, stretching the vowels until they sound like distant, wet bells. Please, just don't let it get to you. Just keep moving until the signal clears.
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