"I am… a regressor am I not?"
"Hah…"
He chuckled.
"Hahaha! Hahahahaah!"
The small peal of laughter turned into a guffaw as he clapped his hands together and burst out at my words.
"What gives?" he asked.
There were, many things.
I had the thought when I met him for the very first time, but I could be certain now.
The person in front of me wasn't a 'future' me but a me from a different past, one that I had returned to.
"All those years ago, I didn't wake up from a dream where I had just taken over Eugene Hall, but a dream where I returned back in time, just like the others."
The one in front of me smiled and sat down. His pensive smile had turned euphoric, I could tell it did.
"Like I asked, what gives?"
I covered my eyes and sighed.
There were many things.
