A sharp scream. Diggory opened his eyes, where had that come from? He was suddenly hit in the face with a pillow. More screaming. He saw his wife holding against a wall, using a cushion as protection.
-What are you doing in my house?- she shouted.
-What are you saying? I'm your husband!
-I don't have a husband. Leave before I call the police.
He looked around and saw that the pictures of their wedding had disappeared. His shoes were gone, and he didn't dare to look in the closet, but he had the feeling that there would be nothing of his. He left the house in a hurry, still on his pajamas. Diggory didn't understand anything, it was a crazy way of getting rid of a husband, and his wife had never been a good actress. He decided to walk to a friend's house, to see if he could help him. It was early, but it was an emergency, so he hoped his friend would understand. He rang the doorbell and waited. His friend opened the door, with a look of confusion in his face.
-Can I help you, sir?
-Dan, it's me! Diggory!
-Who? I don't know any Diggory.
-Of course you know me!
-Please, leave now.- he said slamming the door.
Diggory found himself alone on the street once again. He decided to check in the shops he used to shop, at the coffee shop he used to go, but no one seemed to know who he was. He was denied entrance at his work, the fingerprint reader wouldn't recognize him. He decided to go to the police station to see if they could help him. However, they had no record of him, nor did the local government office. After calling his parents and being told they never had a son, Diggory had to face it, the life he knew didn't exist anymore, nor had it ever existed.
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