Haveubeenflashed Apr 2026

I type back: “Define ‘flashed.’”

Since then: déjà vu stacking like dishes in a sink. My reflection waves at me a half-second late. I know what people will say before they say it. Yesterday, I predicted a car crash three blocks before it happened—not by logic, by echo . HaveUbeenFlashed

I don’t click it. I don’t have to. Because I just remembered something I never lived: standing in a white room, countdown from ten, a needle on my skin. A voice asking, “Have you been flashed?” And me replying, “Not yet.” I type back: “Define ‘flashed