The dictaphone

“First, let´s change my walls back. Is there a way to erase what I said? Will erasing it even change it back?” Taylor noticed a rewind and an erase button on the Dictaphone so he decided to experiment with it, rewinding only so that he would erase his comment about the color of his walls since he didn't want his horrible smells back.

As soon as he pressed the erase button, the color of his walls turned back to its original light blue color. He stared at it, knowing that if he said anything that could spiral out of his control he could come back to the Dictaphone and turn things back to normal. What he also learned is that if someone were to have access to the device this someone could erase everything that he changed. “Better take some precautions to prevent that from happening” He pressed the record button:

“Only I, Taylor, the owner of this Dictaphone can use its powers. To every other person it will just look and work like a normal Dictaphone.”

There, now all of this device powers was his, but what to do with such power? He looked at his computer where most of the stories that he read were stored, now he could live all of his fantasies! Now it was just a matter of choosing which one he would turn into reality.