[ WP ] There was once 25 hours in a day , but you figured out a way to steal everyone else 's 25th hour , and have been doing so for a long time . Eventually , somebody finds out .

He opened his eyes, blinking against the light. The night's excess - the endless, endless excess - hit him in great waves. He felt something he had n't experienced since discovering his power - *fear*. 
 
 He pushed past the whores on top of him, disgusted at their presence, and fell to the carpeted floor. 
 
 He limped through the broken glass, the drugs, the bodies. He looked all around him, with sudden and disquieting clarity. How had it come to this? With so much time, how had he sunk so far? 
 
 He knew, of course. With all the time in the world, it's only a matter of time before the world gets boring. Before you lose all sense of humanity. And the things, the things he'd done just to feel alive... 
 
 He steadied himself against a railing, moving slowly through his ravaged villa. He stopped at a massive mirror, two stories tall. 
 
 He surveyed his face. For all these years, he never looked a day over 24 - his little joke, of course. And yet, why did he seem so much older now? Why did he feel like his time - his *life* - was draining away? 
 
 He watched as his hands wrinkled. As his eyesight grew dim. As his hair went grey and limp, and his teeth rotted away. 
 
 He watched as time finally caught up to him. 
 
 He knew what had happened - what was *happening. * 
 
 He laughed. `` So someone else has finally figured it out,'' he croaked to himself, as his knees buckled. 
 
 He collapsed to the floor, no longer able to keep himself upright. And as his life left him - his wasted, wasted life - he smiled. 
 
 He welcomed death, as he had died a long, long time ago. 
 
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