Attempt 1

10th January 2022, 06:00 am

I wake up, the smell of outdated food wafting in my nose. My head hurts so much. What the fuck happened last night? What the hell is that smell? Am I... in a bin? Using anything I could, I clambered out of the dirty trash bin they dumped me in. I'm alive. I can't believe it. How didn't I die? I check myself for any wounds. Nothing. Where are the gun shots? Was it that thing I heard... Imbalanced Mitosis? Was it that? Talking about that, What the fuck was that about. Proficiency reached? Am I in a fucking game? Well, it would be a shit one if it was.

Let's stop worrying about that and start worrying about my current issue. Where the hell am I? From what I can see, I'm in an alley on the outskirts of town. I usually jog around that area before I go commute to work. Why would they dump my body so far away. Couldn't it be easier to just bury it or burn it? Weird. Did they know I was alive and decided to dump me as far as they can in hopes that I won't come after them? That's stupid. Why would someone do that?

I patted myself down. Did they take everything off me? No, I still have my burner phone on me. I guess my paranoia does help sometimes. I check the burner phone and- What the hell. Why does it say it was yesterday? Was that imbalanced mitosis thing able to time travel me back a day? Neat, does that mean I can get my revenge on The Company without them even realising? I hope so. Those bastards messed with the wrong person and now I'm going to make them pay.

As I was getting ready to go home and scheme The Company's demise, my phone rang. Nobody should have that number. At least no one that I know of. I pick it up. I can just redo this conversation with my time travel thingy. "Hello." I speak first. "Ah. It's you." What do they mean. Have they met me before? What have I been doing in the past for me to be known by my voice alone? The caller continues "Look, I'm going to get straight to the point. I need you somewhere. I'll send you the coordinates soon." And then they hung up.

What a weird conversation and also very suspicious. I don't know why this person wants me there. Maybe it's a cash prize of a million pounds or maybe they want to hit me with a truck. Either way, I'll come to it. Even though dying hurts like hell, it's my only lead. I'm curious about all of this. Why did The Company randomly decided to execute a random guy? Why have I got a ability when this isn't a game, I hope? All of these unsolved questions are bubbling around in my mind and they ain't going to stop until I understand what the hell is going on.

The caller texted me the coordinates. There are pretty near by. That's probably why they dumped me here. I guess The Company remembers slaughtering me. Shit, there goes the secretly toppling their empire from the inside plan. At least I know the caller is probably part of The Company then. If The Company knows what's going on with this time travel trait thing that I have, it's better to work with them for now. They could use it against me and to predict my actions. Even though I hate them, I'll have to work with them.

When I came to that area, I saw something I was wishing wasn't what was going on. Mitosis is the word to describe the process of cell replication. Where everything in the cell is duplicated; dragged to each side of the cell. Then they split apart. Two separate beings exactly the same in every way. A clone? No, not a clone. Both of them are a replica to the origin cell. What I saw. No, who I saw when I went to that area, on their daily jog, was me.