I was carried off away from the darkness, the message told me who he is, what he is, but not who I was. All I could think about was fire, as I wandered the forest, in search of where he told me to go. The thought of fire slowly drained, but his goals... MY goals now, stayed the same, possibly taking up even more space in my priorities.
I heard noises from up ahead. I trudged on through my pain, suffering, and misery. And eventually I started to see things up ahead. Colors, lots of colors. So many things. And then I saw it. The Agency.
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Agent Arson
Mystery / ThrillerThis is part of , "The Agency" stories by Gazer Official and some others. It talks about me and my backstory. The first and second part are first person because after they happen, my character forgets about them, and thus can't write about them.
