1 Am I high?

I am Kashmir.

And I live in Srinagar, Kashmir.

I hate my name too; there is no need to mention it.

And I have been depressed all my life.

Maybe partly because of this name.

I have tried to end myself a few times in the past, but turns out I am not good at that either.

My recent brush with the abyss unfolded in the intimate confines of my room, entwined with my girlfriend. A sudden switch in my mind birthed a sinister desire – to choke the life out of her, an act that began with twisted pleasure but soon escalated into a struggle for survival.

Yet, as I savored the fleeting moments of chaos, an otherworldly presence manifested. Countless unseen eyes bore witness, a cosmic force that materialized in the wake of my malevolent intent.

"Who is it???" Kashmir said it with his heart filled with fear.

.....

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"Ding"

The narrator is observing Kashmir with a lot of interest.

"Ding"

The narrator is pondering whether Kashmir is worthy of being the ***********.

"What?"

"No drugs today!"

"Was I drugged by this bitch?"

Releasing his unconscious girlfriend, Kashmir found himself dumbfounded looking at a floating display in front of him.

The countdown to fracture has commenced – 24 hours.

"Fracture?" Kashmir whispered to himself!

"It will be the fracturing of this world and through those fractures countless beasts and whatnot will cross over to this world." A fur ball with Almond like eyes and a long tail appeared out of nowhere and explained!

"This, I guess I am too High."

Kashmir jumped into his bed and started fucking his unconscious girlfriend.

"A lot of mythologies are intrigued by kashmir's behaviour." A notification appeared on the fur balls screen

While the fur ball looked at Kashmir with disbelief, "they really hate me."

"This destiny, an inescapable narrative that ensnared all of humanity, unfolded right before this lowlife and he decided to fuck his unconscious girlfriend?"

.....

"Bsjsifiensvydienshdukrbduxif."

A dissonant noise shattered the silence, waking kashmir and his girlfriend from there deep slumber.

"Were you trying to kill me yesterday?"

"So what?" Kashmir replied, unrepentant. As he got out of the bed and looked out of the window with nothing but shorts on, and asked his girlfriend, "did you hear that sound?"

"I did, but I don't care!"

A blinding light erupted, and as Kashmir's eyes adjusted, a nightmarish tableau unfolded. His house, shattered; his girlfriend, reduced to a single, severed finger, that seemed to fall to the ground slowly breaking the silence of the scene.

******

The first scenario unfurled – survive the next 24 hours.

Reward: ???????

Failure: Death.