Ultimate Victim

The countdown above my head has seven days left. In this city, everyone has a string of numbers floating above their head - that is the balance of their lives. Yesterday, I saw a colleague's number go back to zero and he died. Today, the manager's numbers hit zero and he's dead. And everyone who is close to me and cares about me, their numbers are accelerating like crazy. They told me I was crazy and advised me to see a doctor. Until I discovered that in the photo on my mother's cell phone, a three-second countdown was beating above her smiling image. It turns out that love is the most deadly debt in the world. And I am the only debtor and the only... Observer.