"Time does not forgive mistakes. It demands an equal exchange. Want to take back a day? Give up the memories of a friend. Want to stop an army? Kill your past self in your own hallway, step over a pool of your own blood, and pretend it’s just spilled cola in the kitchen. You are all ghosts here, trapped by someone else’s selfishness. And I will never let anyone open the door to the outside."

Tom,Tord,Matt,Edd(+Bonus Neighbors, Paul and Patrick) and Friend!User

Chronicles Collection: Until the Clock Strikes Anew

Chapter 1: False Calm

"Seriously? I’d already mentally celebrated moving into his room and enjoying the peace and quiet—free from that soldering iron. That communist is just messing with my sanity."

Chapter Summary:

It was a heavy, overcast morning, yet the tension hanging in the air had nothing to do with the clouds. A painfully familiar scene was playing out on the porch: the day of Tord’s departure—the moment destined to forever split their familiar world into "before" and "after." Boxes already lined the hallway; Tom was enthusiastically hauling his belongings into the Norwegian’s soon-to-be-vacant room, while Matt and Edd tried to mask their sadness.

However, at the very last moment—just as Tord was about to slam the car trunk shut—he was struck by a terrifying, paralyzing wave of déjà vu. Fragments of nightmares hit him with such force that he recoiled from the vehicle, dropped his things onto the asphalt, and marched back into the house, slamming the door right in the face of a stunned Matt. The news that Tord had changed his mind about leaving sparked general jubilation: Matt rejoiced openly, while Tom irritably hauled his bass guitar back inside.

Only {User}, standing by the window, noticed something the others had missed. There was no genuine surprise on Edd’s face—only a cold, sinister shadow of relief. Edd clearly knew far more than he was letting on, and it would be up to {User} to find out exactly what.

Chapter 2: Blinded Memory

"Edd is always smiling, but his smile is like a mask. Why do I get the feeling that we’re all acting in a play written by a dead man?"

Chapter Summary:

The kitchen is filled with the chaos typical of this household: the air smells of vanilla and burnt sugar, and three lopsided pies—or rather, two and a half, considering the sugar-icing masterpiece shaped like Matt’s face—sit proudly on the table. {User}, covered in flour up to their elbows, is helping him tidy up when an unnatural, ringing silence suddenly descends upon the house. There is no sound of Tom or Tord from the garage or basement, and Edd has gone to the store for another supply of cola.

Matt freezes by the window and asks {User} to look at the neighboring yard. Standing at the edge of the lawn, motionless as a cardboard cutout, is Eduardo. He has been staring at a single spot for ten minutes, completely consumed by a heavy, oppressive melancholy with no apparent cause.

Turning away from the window, a frightened Matt shares a chilling secret with {User}. He confesses that something is wrong with the neighbors: during the last bowling tournament, Mark—wearing a strange, wild look in his eyes—grabbed Matt by the sleeve and admitted they were being haunted by a persistent sense of phantom emptiness. Mark felt as though there had always been a third person in their house—someone whose clothes hung in the closet and whose chair sat empty at the table, even though all memory of them had been completely erased.

The most terrifying part for Matt is that he is beginning to experience the same thing himself. As he looks at group photos and observes Edd’s nervous, forced smiles—Edd, who clearly knows something more...

Chapter 3: The Barbed Harpoon

"That Norwegian is sitting on the other side of the wall, drinking his coffee and not even glancing my way. So why the hell, every time I pick up this harpoon, do I hear the wail of sirens and the roar of collapsing buildings ringing in my ears?"

Chapter Summary:

After a rare, peaceful day of fishing—free from the usual explosions and monsters—Thomas and {User} return home. On the way, Tom stopped at an army surplus store and acquired a new prize: heavy steel harpoons with barbed tips. As {User} heads to the kitchen to put away the gear, an ominous silence settles over the hallway.

Turning around, {User} finds Tom standing motionless before the door to Tord’s room. Although the Norwegian is currently in the garage—soldering harmless inventions and showing no signs of aggression—Tom is gripped by uncontrollable terror and blind hatred. Clutching the handle of the new harpoon, Tom confesses in a ragged, hoarse voice that his very insides are screaming for him to burst into the room and finish off his housemate.

He is tormented by harrowing phantom memories; while his rational mind grasps the absurdity of the situation, his muscles remember events that never actually occurred here. As the evening wind howls outside, it becomes clear: the past is breaching the fragile illusion of peace, and the steel harpoon in Tom’s hand could be the very trigger that shatters everything.

Chapter 4: The Fence

"Mark, stop looking at me like that! I know there are supposed to be three people sitting at this table! I grab three mugs every morning out of habit, damn it! Who is that third person, Mark?! Why is my brain screaming at me that we had a team, while my memory shows me nothing but a blank wall?"

Chapter Summary:

Seeking a moment of peace after the morning's tension, {User} steps out into the yard. In the garage, Tord is engrossed in his blueprints, trying to drown out the nightmares of the past with quiet work, while the laughter of a sitcom drifts from the living room—Tom ​​and Matt are glued to the TV, with Edd having stepped out for a while.

However, an attempt to wander beyond the gate is cut short at the neighbor's fence. Eduardo is no longer sneering or making snide remarks; heavy, dark shadows hang beneath his eyes. Shaking off the awkwardness, the neighbor beckons {User} over and, in a trembling, hoarse voice, confesses to the madness that is driving both him and Mark out of their minds. Eduardo brews tea for three, while their house at 25 Durdam Lane is gripped by an oppressive sense of phantom emptiness. He asks {User} if it seems to them, too, that their entire world is bursting at the seams under the weight of a forgotten debt.

Chapter 5: A Fiery Spark

"When that beam collapsed... it wasn't the metal that scared me. I was afraid that if I lost control again, there would be no one to lend me a hand. Literally."

Chapter Summary:

Tord’s garage workshop is thick with the scent of scorched circuit board, machine oil, and ozone. While Edd is away and Tom and Matt are occupied inside the house, {User} visits Tord, finding his army friends—the unflappable Paul (cigarette ever-present) and the businesslike Patryck—hard at work. They banter with {User} and help Tord install a heavy robotic arm near the ceiling.

Suddenly, the old mounting bracket crashes down with a loud crack, nearly crushing Tord’s hand. Sparks fly, and the startled Norwegian erupts into an angry tirade in his native tongue (*"Helvede! Faen ta det drittstykket!"*). When Paul and Patryck head into the house for a smoke break, the atmosphere in the garage shifts abruptly.

Left alone with {User}, the inventor’s facade of bravado begins to crumble. Tord leans against the workbench and, gazing at his trembling fingers, admits with unexpected, vulnerable sincerity: in the moment the metal piece fell, he hadn't feared the pain or injury itself, but rather the thought of being left here completely alone. His eyes hold a strange, inexplicable anxiety—as if he subconsciously senses the fragility of this world and dreads the person he might otherwise become.

Chapter 6: The Crimson Prosthetic

"That crimson hand... It rests on my shoulder as if it never left me. Funny, isn't it? I try to solder just about anything, yet my fingers instinctively form the blueprints for combat robots."

Chapter Summary:

The silence of the workshop is broken only by the hum of a soldering iron. Eager to prove his mastery, Tord reveals a secret project he had kept hidden even from Paul and Patryck . From a heavy metal case, he extracts a complex biomechanical creation—a crimson prosthetic arm that shimmers with the color of his past ambitions. Demonstrating its capabilities, Tord effortlessly slices through a block of wood with built-in blades and uses a magnet to draw in nuts, eliciting admiration.

A skeptical Tom mockingly criticizes the invention, but Tord unexpectedly invites him to try on the metal arm himself. Contrary to expectations, the prosthetic synchronizes perfectly with Tom’s biometrics, causing him to freeze for a moment—struck by a sense of unsettling déjà vu and a hidden respect. An enthusiastic Matt rushes over, declaring that the crimson hue matches his style perfectly and that the mirror-like finish would allow him to admire his own reflection even in the heat of battle.

However, the joyful atmosphere is instantly shattered by the appearance of Edd in the doorway. He is not holding his usual cola; instead, a chilling, grim expression—his face drained to a deathly gray—is frozen upon him. He silently watches the crimson arm in Tom’s grasp—like a man witnessing the return of his worst nightmare firsthand—before vanishing noiselessly into the darkness of the corridor, leaving behind the heavy, ominous feeling of an approaching storm.

Chapter 7: Ashes by the Fireplace

"I killed my past self so that you all might live. Do you think it’s hard for me to shoot someone else who asks too many questions?"

Chapter Summary:

In the dead of night, {User} goes downstairs for water and witnesses a harrowing scene in the living room. Edd stands by the crackling fireplace. His face is set in a stony, frozen mask, devoid of his usual good nature; with one hand, he clutches Ringo—the cat trembling in terror,while the other ruthlessly hurls scraps of school yearbooks and old photographs into the flames. The last traces of Jon’s existence are burning away; a scorched silhouette on a group photo serves as grim proof that the neighbor from 25 Durdam Lane has been erased from reality.

Upon spotting {User}, Edd shows not a shred of panic. Speaking in a detached, icy voice, he blocks the path of retreat and draws a futuristic device—a time gun from behind his back. Edd reveals a chilling truth: he has come from a future where Tord’s army wiped the world off the face of the earth. By stealing time-travel technology, he rewrote history, but the universe demanded a price,erasing Jon and forcing Edd to eliminate his past self to close the time loop.

Now, the entire fragile world rests on a lie, and Edd himself has become a paranoid guardian. He presents {User} with a cruel ultimatum: either silence, a vow of secrecy, and the forgetting of what was witnessed—or the time gun will erase {User} from the memories of all their friends, turning them into nothing more than an empty seat at the dinner table and a handful of ash in the fireplace.

(The world inhabited by Edd, Tom, Matt, and Tord seems like a typical, absurd sitcom filled with monsters, zombies, and explosions. In reality, however, this world is a sham—an artificially created temporal anomaly.

In the original, inevitable future, Tord leads the Red Army. To save his friends and avert this fate, Edd stole an experimental time-gun from a parallel future, traveled back in time, and altered history, forcing Tord to stay. Yet, the Universe does not forgive interference; it demanded a sacrifice for averting the catastrophe, and reality began to tear at the seams.

Edd — The Lone Guardian:

The good-natured cola lover has transformed into a paranoid guardian of the timeline. He is the only one who remembers the true horror of the ruined world. To close the time loop, he killed his past self and took his place. Edd harbors dark secrets: he burns any evidence of erased people in the fireplace and is prepared to take extreme measures—including eliminating witnesses like {User}—to maintain the illusion of peace.

(Technically, is this Future Edd?)

Tord — Unwitting Prisoner of the Subconscious:

In this reality, he is a quiet neighbor who tinkers with inventions in his garage and spends time with Paul and Patrick. Yet, his body and mind remember things that "never happened": at night, phantom pain from a mechanical prosthetic grips his arm; he suffers nightmares about a dictatorship; and the creation of a high-tech crimson prosthetic arm teeters on the brink of reawakening his old ambitions. (Paul and Patrick remain army buddies, but they never became Red Army soldiers and are simply Tord's friends.)

Tom — Victim of phantom memory:

His blind hatred for Tord and obsession with harpoons have no logical basis in the present; instead, they are driven by the echoes of a erased war. Tom reflexively reaches for glasses that aren't there and suffers strange phantom pains in his eyes, feeling as though his reality is a sham.

(Future Tom is technically mentioned, but only by implication.)

Matt — The Crack:

Beneath his habitual megalomania and love for mirrors lies a state of panic. In moments of stress, Matt experiences gruesome hallucinations of his own , while his subconscious clings desperately to memories the universe is erasing.

(Same situation as with Tom.)

Eduardo and Mark — Phantom pain of home:

The most harrowing consequence of the timeline erasure fell upon the neighbors. Their third friend—Jon—was completely wiped from reality for contradicting the "new formula of the world." Now, Eduardo and Mark are driven mad by an inexplicable melancholy: they mechanically set the table for three, buy extra groceries, and feel a gaping void that their minds cannot explain.

(Let's face it: Eduardo needs a therapist, right?)

{User} — Unwitting witness:

A new neighbor who finds themselves at the epicenter of this psychological storm.)

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