Echoid

A high school student who believes that reality is merely an illusion begins to witness strange and unexpected events as the school year starts. At first, he assumes these occurrences are just tricks of his own mind, but over time, he starts to realize that there is a deeper and more mysterious truth behind them. While the people around him seem lost in the mundanity of everyday life, he is keenly aware that something is not quite right.

Who am ı?

(This situation makes me even more curious about why we still don't know why the fire hasn't started.)

John: Don't forget your stuff in the car.

****: Alright, Dad.

(I need to quickly put these back in place, then I'll call Anna.)

Our character enters the house and puts their belongings away.

Anna: What's up, robot?

****: Are you okay, Anna?

Anna: I'm fine, how about you?

****: I'm good, thanks. Have you left the house?

****: Why not? Isn't it dangerous?

Anna: Nothing will happen to us, robot. Don't worry.

****: I thought you said you'd stop calling me robot.

Anna: No, you're still a robot in my eyes, and that will never change.

****: Alright, no problem for me. By the way, why didn't I answer my phone yesterday?

Anna: I was busy.

****: What were you working on?

Anna: I don't have to explain myself to you, robot.

****: Anna, what happened to you? Why are you being cold?

Anna: I don't know, think about it if you want.

(And now I have to deal with this while there are so many issues!)

****: Alright, I'll think about it. I hope to see you soon.

Anna: What? Are you hanging up?

****: Yes, as you said, I'll be thinking. Is there a problem?

Anna: Okay, okay, I was too pushy. I just don't understand why you didn't come home.

****: Home? What home?

Anna: Don't you remember? You called me to come home. You told me to shut up, that was really rude. I'm upset with you.

****: No, I didn't say that. I don't remember anything like that.

Anna: You did, you were half-asleep.

****: Stop it, Anna. Why would I say something like that?

Anna: I'm telling you, robot. Why don't you believe me?

****: Okay, you're right. Maybe I did say it. I'm sorry.

****: Ehhh, can I hang up the phone now?

Anna: Ugh, fine. You can hang up. It's hard to talk to you. What's so important anyway?

****: Nothing, I'm just a bit tired.

Anna: Alright then, see you.

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