You CANNOT Redo – A Creepypasta Tale From 2020TOO

….The dashboard flashes violently and the alarm screams overhead in rhythmic duplicity, while Shaun pushes his hands into the side of his head with more desperation than ever before.

“HOW THE FUCK DO YOU STOP THIS!” he bellows.

“You don’t, you can’t change what has happened, you can only go with the flow,” Jethro says with a thick layer of smugness spread across each word like sprinkles on a donut as he leans back in his seat and places his legs up on the console.

Shaun sweeps them away as a thick stream of bile spills from his oversaturated mouth. “QUIT FUCKING AROUND AND HELP ME BEFORE WE BOTH END UP A SMEAR OF THE FOOTPATH!” he spits.

“And what will you have me do? What can I assist with?”

“I-I-I, I DON’T FUCKING KNOW! Y-YOU COULD D-DO SOMETHING I-INSTEAD OF FUCKING NOTHING!”

He chuckles lightly, as he pulls a small flask from his jacket and unscrews its lid. “I’ll drink to doing something then,” he says as presses the cannister to his lips and winks at Shaun who sits there watching him drain the entire flasks contents down his gullet with eyes that grow wider with each passing second….

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