I remain standing but somehow in a different space now. I am in a dimly lit kitchen. A family is seated at a round table. Two adults and two children. One of the children catches my eyes. He looks at me for a while before uttering words that make me grasp my chest. Could that be me?
The scene fades away to another space. A kindergarden class playing outside. As I watch the children at play I spot the child from before at the top of a slide. He turns to me. He tells me things. Things I wish I never... I must stop him.
I race toward him. Another child from below knocks into the slide. Suddenly he is falling from the top of the slide. I try to move but I am suddenly planted to the ground. I watch as he hits the ground in slow motion.
I begin move to another space as I clutch my head in fear unable to turn it to the left. How do I escape this pensieve?
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