"I̝̹͈͖̣̳͙̫ͣͤ̃̀͌̓͒̐ a̼̰̟̼̻͔̭̔ͫ̌̇ͩ͆̒m͈̜̖̘̳̪̲̄̈́̿̄̋̊̈ %̝̺͚̫͎̗̄ͪ̀ͬͦ͌°͖͎̞̦̬̙͒͗́͊̊͑•̝̲̹̼̠͊̇͆͋ͩ|̝̭̻̮̟ͤ̒ͥͭ̃ y̥͎̩̎̌́̊ͅē̝̜̺̝̾̎̑a̦͓̱ͨ͋̑r̳͔̲͗ͯ̀s̭̯̮͂ͬ̓ o͙̖ͨ͌l̲͑d̯̓.̗͌"

No. No ! He knew how old he was, didn't he ? So why was it so hard to recall such a simple information about himself ? He tried again. His name. His birthday. His siblings.

Why everything was so dark ? His eyes— they couldn't see anything. How was it even possible ? He closed his eyelids. Focus Vi̵̖ͬk̮̯̽̔̕͟t̵̯͎̠ͮ̃͐́͢ỏ̐̔ͧ͏̵͙̩̥̪͘͝ŗ̶̵̱͓͓̠̰ͯ̀̍ͨ̄̕͠.

His name ! His name started with a V. It was rus̵̢̨̛̛̋ͨ̀ͫͭͫ͏͔̣̯͙̹̹s̏̉ͧ̐ͤ̎̕͘͟҉͙̱̬͔̯̞́͜i̛̿̾ͫ̏͗̏͘͘͜͢͏̖͈̮̠̘͇a̷̡̐̅̔̌̚̚͠͏̷̲̺̝̞͈̰͜n̵̢͍̞͇̻̠͙̋̉̓̿ͦ̃̕͘̕͟. Come on ! Come on ! V... V something. Hm ? What was that ? Something— No ! Someone was shaking him. Yes. Someone was actually doing it.

The brunet opened his eyes and he could see a face. Not without struggles, he straightened up. A frown hardened his face. Whoever was the person next to him, they helped him getting out of the dark. V... His name started with a V.

"Thank you..."

The mid-thirties man let his sentence linger on purpose ; he hoped his interlocutor would give their name. He stood up, a little too fast and fell on his knees. Where was he ? How did he even end up here ?

Aouch ! Vi̵̖ͬk̮̯̽̔̕͟t̵̯͎̠ͮ̃͐́͢ỏ̐̔ͧ͏̵͙̩̥̪͘͝ŗ̶̵̱͓͓̠̰ͯ̀̍ͨ̄̕͠ (why couldn't he remember his name ?!) felt as if he literally had glitched. For his interlocutor, it was like witnessing someone jumping from one appearance to another. One time the man is an adult, the next, he was a teen, then a young adult and cetera... How— peculiar.