I did not blog when I finished my packet because I was exhausted! But here is the part that my advisor liked best:
He closed his office door behind him and settled into his chair. He rolled it forward and rested his elbows on the messy desk. He dropped his head into his hands and stared at the department newsletter that littered the top of the pile of papers. “Welcome Back!” was printed in large letters
across the top of the front page. Yeah, that pretty much fit. Welcome back to the past. To that night. To the inescapable nightmare. He didn’t even fight it; he just let it take him. He knew it would anyway.
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