Jeremy Harrison
speaker
337 appearances
1 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard 11 May
Jeremy Harrison’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Guess I'll, guess I'll just browse.
His eyes slowly drifted up and then down as the man nodded, and I willed my leaden legs to carry me forward.
I walked between the next two bookshelves, still aware of the man's gaze burning into my back, and I quickened my pace as I pretended to look at the spines.
I was just eager to get to the door.
Even a fight with Maggie would be preferable to the man leering at me from the darkness.
Even though I wasn't paying attention to the books, I stopped moving as the light of my phone washed over a bright red spine that stood out from the rest.
What really caught my eye was that the word Travis was emblazoned in gold lettering on it.
Not only was it the only spine with text, but it was also my name.
Something compelled me to pinch the spine and slowly pull it out from between the other books as my heart beat painfully hard in my chest.
It was heavy and cold in my hands, and the buzzing of the light above grew louder until it rattled my skull.
Slowly, I opened the cover, and a cloud of bitter dust poofed into my face, making me cough and splutter.
Suddenly, the book got warm in my hands, and some strange brief images flashed through my mind.
I shook off the uncomfortable sensation, and I swung the flashlight at the desk at the back, but the man was no longer sitting there.
My head pounded with the beginning of a migraine as I brushed my trembling fingers across the first page, leaving little trails in the dust.
The buzzing of the lights faded into a constant whispering, and my vision swam as I read the text.
It was describing a day that I didn't remember happening, but seemed so typical that it could be a diary entry.
First, I woke up to have some breakfast, then I went to work.
My fingers turned the pages as I scanned the text describing arguments with customers and a fight with my boss.
It described when I got home after work, how I waited for Maggie to get home as the hours crept by.
When she did, we had a huge fight, and the text ended as we both stormed out.
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