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The panel flickered. Just once. Lily noticed because she always noticed small things—timing errors, mismatched seams, the way the city sometimes seemed to breathe when it thought no one was paying attention.

A Catholic confessional booth, massive and dark, carved mahogany polished smooth by hands that no longer existed. It sat absurdly at the center of the platform, unmarked, intact, as if it had simply been placed there.

Blending science-fiction punk, dystopian noir, and metaphysical unease, Erase My Head is a story about identity, control, and what it means to awaken inside a reality designed to keep you asleep.

There was no long negotiation, no careful unfolding. It happened in borrowed rooms and alleys that smelled of wet concrete. They spoke in fragments. They didn’t ask about childhoods. Adam said names were temporary. Lily agreed, though she didn’t know why.

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