...A girl I'd just met came home with me, and played an instrument I'd made. I woke up on a gallows, in this body. I spent a while in that time, and body, but after some time, I woke up in my own body again. Except, the present had changed. It was like that girl had never existed, and an entire written language had been erased from history. So I played that instrument myself, and went back.