Chapter 6: The Accident

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The evidence was revolting, what kind of creature had I become. I had sleepwalked three miles to create a pothole from acid, I had no idea why. I couldn't believe it, I had biked six miles round trip while unconscious, this was not normal. While I couldn't believe what the K.A.T.S. Module had shown me I realized I only had 13 hours left according to the ransom guys note. I pushed it out of my head, I had an appointment to get ready for. I gathered all my evidence and prepared to seek help. The time came I got my bike stuffed the shameful proof in my backpack, and set out on my excursion, nervous too see what I might find. I pedaled faster, faster, faster. I didn't realize the pothole made by myself. Boom, Crash! it happened in a blur, screaming pain, I wanted to die. I saw bone sticking from my leg, My ribs felt like they were smashed. I was waiting for it, the blackout, it didn't take long, acid burning my clothes. I lay there on the side of the road. Fast Forward, two weeks, Bob is dead, I was told that after I awoke from my Coma. I felt lifeless, nothing existed in me. I saw the medical report. I broke half of the bones in my left hand. Cracked three ribs, broke my fibula and two Metacarpals, my vertebrae was damaged, I was paralyzed from waste down. This reality, it's not what I wanted, please have mercy on me. I didn't want to live any longer I pulled the oxygen tube, Doctors ran in. Please kill me, Please. I blacked out.

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