[ WP ] Life has n't been good for you the past several years . You are about to end it all when a burglar enters the room .

The gun felt cold in my grasp, and I felt frozen at the voice behind me. `` Heya, you're George, right?'' 
 
 I figured that I'd already pulled the trigger. Put a stop to it all. I was just... hearing things now, I supposed. 
 
 Hah, not like it could get much worse. Maybe I was crazy, too, put that on top of everything else. 
 
 ``'ello? Mate? You all right in there?'' 
 
 Voices in my head. Voices in my head. My car gets totaled, *twice*, girlfriend of five years trashes my apartment... and now, now, voices in my head. 
 
 Suddenly, the man is in front of me. He seems almost cartoonish- a black ski mask is pulled over his head, with the nose hole cut out to be larger than it was initially meant to be. A kleenex sticks out of one nostril. 
 
 `` Yo, man, lights on? Anyone home?'' 
 
 A tear trickles down my face, but I'm happy. At least, that's what I tell myself. The old me would have found this terrible... these visions, this *insanity*. But now? Now it's just ridiculous. How far does this go? How much worse can it even get? 
 
 He taps his foot on the floor. `` Well, if you're not here, I guess I should just get on with it. Eh?'' 
 
 Ha, it ca n't get worse, not anymore. I already told myself - after my house and subsequent apartment burnt down, after all of that, it ca n't get worse. Not possible! 
 
 `` You see, a year or so ago, I came by your house and... well, I may or may not have stolen your future. And a bit of your past - I mean, sorry, I just wanted a little brother!'' 
 
 He's moving his mouth again. But I do n't really hear what he's saying. That's all right. Half as crazy, then. Did things just get better? Ha, ha. 
 
 `` So, yeah, sorry. I became a better person, realized I should make my future for myself rather than steal it from other people. So... I'm just hear to give you your future back.'' 
 
 Odd, he's glowing a little bit. Bio-bio-luminescent? A bio-luminescent breaker-inner. Ha! Funny. 
 
 `` Anyways, I think I just have to really focus or something... sorry, I'm kind of new to this sort of thing. Can I keep the little brother?'' 
 
 I laugh out loud, and it comes out choked, a little bit of bile - red in the night's poor lighting - flies out. 
 
 `` Wow, this feels pretty bad. Feels bad for ya, man. Real bad. Ouch. You had such a nice future, too.'' 
 
 He's glowing, all red and blue and white and bright. Flashing. It hurts my eyes, so I try to reach up and cover them. My arm does n't really seem to work, though, the fingers still clutching the cold gun. Cold, so cold, I feel so cold. 
 
 `` That's all right though. It'll be better soon. You'll be better soon...'' 
 
 It does n't seem like he's glowing anymore, the lights are gone, that's better. They reminded me of the... the parties I went to, when I was younger. 
 
 Parties? 
 
 I think he changed clothing. His face is clearly visible in the moonlight, all serious and calm and... who is he? Do I know him? 
 
 Then there's a sound, so loud and piercing...
