The door crashes inward.
Sirens, shouting, boots pounding.
Your hand trembles on the knife. The body at your feet… it’s you, the version that quit.
And in that moment, you understand; you just cleared the way for the stronger self waiting to rise.
1,000 souls chose to stop and listen. In a world where attention is the rarest currency, that’s not small. It’s a reminder: the words echo louder than I thought. Thank you.