Tick tock... tick tock... tick tock... tick tock... tick-

The man stared into the fire as the boy looked to the sky and quietly ate his food. He jumped as he heard another cry in the distance.

"They only fight to survive." the man said as he poked at the coals. "We have to kill each other if we want to live." He muttered bitterly.

The boy shook as he listened to him and the noises of the night. He looked at him as he fixed his glasses.

"A... Are you... going to kill me?" He asked, his voice quiet and trembling. The man still didn't look at him as he poked at the coals. He paused as the fire gave his eyes a menacing glint.

"Eventually... yes." He said coldly.

Tick tock... tick tock... tick tock... ti... ck... to... ck...

Darkness.

That's all I know in life is the black void. I can't see anything or feel anything as I drift. Floating in space to the sound of a clock. Is that the sound of the inky void? Or is that when everything goes silent?

I feel I had a life once before this one but I don't remember what it was. Maybe it was just a dream after all and I'm... nothing...

Floating... floating... drifting... drifting in the void. Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.

Am I the clock?

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Once again a special thanks to Bumblemus_Prime for letting me write this. The idea came from her and she's just awesome.

Thanks a ton and I love you! <3