Henry stormed out the door and slammed it from behind. He slightly looked back, grinding his teeth with disgust as a statement burned into his mind, "I swear, she was just on a date with that creep yesterday!"

He continued down the sidewalk with his feet making thud sounds as he marched on. he dodged people who were walking along on the sidewalk also, carefully watching his step, yet having an invisible shield up.

The city was crowded with individuals who were minding their own business, yet also filling the air with their nonsense chatter. The streets were filled with metallic cars, announcing their presence with angry horns that echoed through the air, bouncing off the tall giant buildings of the city. 

Yet, something was off, Henry felt he had gone through all of this before. He shifted his eyes back and forth to every sound, every little detail was the same as yesterday. The conversations from people, the wind blowing through the flora of the city, the birds singing and dancing among the trees. 

They were all the same. He remembered it clear as day, all these events happened yesterday. He knew he wasn't losing his mind, or was he, he didn't know what was going on. It was like another bizarre event that happened yesterday, when a crash almost happened, and no one knew what happened.

Suddenly a whispering voice rode on the breeze of the wind brushing upon his ear, "Henry... go back..." The voice was like a robot with a digital tone. He quickly turned around with a concerned look, his eyes widened in fear as if someone was watching him, yet he saw no one.

Henry's heart pounded in his chest, yet he continued down the sidewalk, he shrugged his shoulders in fear, clearly trying to fight what he heard, yet it glued to his thoughts. 

"Geez, what was that voice, just the sound of it," Henry said to himself, he shivered in fear, causing a chill to go up his spine and the hairs on his arms to stand, as he thought about it. He continued down the sidewalk his eyes glued to the pavement, yet he would sense the presence of the crowd and he would move out of the way.

Henry stopped by a rest stop within the city where crowds would buy snacks and drinks. The humming of the machinery formed with the mixture of chatter from the city folk resting nearby. Henry walked up to the drink machine put money in and pushed the button of his favorite drink, which was a soft drink. The sound of the coin falling in the machine and him pushing the button to hear his drink of choice fall and making a thud noise spilling out his favorite drink.

Henry leaned over grabbed his drink and walked over to a pillar of the building that was a foundation of the building and leaned on it. He twisted the lid to his drink as it hissed and fizzled making Henry lick his lips in thirst. He lifted his arm and the bottle touched his lips, a chill formed on his lips and down his throat as he drank his drink. 

At first, the liquid felt like thousands of needles going down his throat then turned into a refreshing sweet taste. Henry down the whole thing in 3 gulps and let out a refreshing breath, he wiped his mouth and a question formed in his mind, "that voice sounded like it was warning me about something." Henry lets out a loud burp and continues his walk tossing his drink in a trash can on his way out.

Despite everything repeating itself Henry continued his day walking down the road, where he remembers walking down this path and was interrupted by a father and daughter fighting. Like before the day repeated itself, yet something was different. He heard the fighting and saw the troubled girl yelling at her father, yet he heard something new. 

The troubled 16-year-old girl snapped back, "I can't handle this twice in one day, just leave me alone!" her father snapped back with a harsh tone in his voice and a disgusted look on his face, "What is that supposed to mean! Get back here and face me! You good for nothing..." he tried to follow her yet he swayed back and forth as if he couldn't keep his balance.

The troubled girl ran down the pavement stairs nudging Henry.

Henry stepped back catching his balance, yet pulled his arm out, and catching the girl's arms he looked into her eyes, which she was crying.

With a firm, calm, yet stern tone Henry asked, "You okay?"

The troubled girl looks back in shock showing a bit of fear in her eyes. She nods, and with a whimper, she says, "Ah huh, I am fine, thank you though." 

"Kendra! Get back here..." He mumbled something under his breath that was indecent and disgusting. as he pointed down to the ground showing he was demanding her to come back, yet he couldn't keep his own weight up.

Henry shoots a cold protective glare at the father as he demands, "I think you should stay away from each other."

The father looks up with his brow raised then his expression of confusion turns into a hostile glare, with his nose in the air, "Huh?" yet the father's gaze was met with a cold stern glare peering from Henry's hood.

"don't make me repeat myself, mister..." Henry demanded with a stern cold tone in his voice.

The father looked straight at Henry and saw the boy was serious, but didn't want to provoke him anymore as he shrugged back into the shadows of the doorway and slithered back into the building.

Before the father closed the door Henry saw red peering eyes from the shadows behind the father. Henry raised his brow but looked back at the troubled girl, whose name was Kendra.

"so, what was going on there?" Henry asked in concern.

Kendra said, "he just acts like he does when he drinks, yet he never did this twice in a row, he acted like this yesterday, and at the same time, it was weird even for him."

Henry's eyes perked up as he heard, "Wait he did this yesterday? So I am not the only one?"

Kendra looks at him with concern as she asks, "Wait are you experiencing yesterday's events also?"

Henry nodded and then Kendra added, "Weird."

Henry looks up to her from his hood as he asks, "So what happened to you on this bizarre day?"

Henry walked with Kendra as she told him what happened on her day of weirdness.