A man in a car crash starts wondering how come the crowds gather so fast, and then he wonders why they all look so familiar. He researches the answer and is about to go to the police... A short weird tale by the prolific master of the weird tale, Ray Bradbury
Actually, Tony, I did have an anxiety attack which I was able to talk myself out of with logic. I asked myself what was so threatening that I was feeling such anxiety: there was no external threat to make me feel so upset, so I decided that it was just a matter of mental chemicals that told me that something was threatening when there was nothing. So I went off to sleep.
Actually, Tony, I did have an anxiety attack which I was able to talk myself out of with logic. I asked myself what was so threatening that I was feeling such anxiety: there was no external threat to make me feel so upset, so I decided that it was just a matter of mental chemicals that told me that something was threatening when there was nothing. So I went off to sleep.