Prologue: The Woman Who Always Sleeps

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Running.

Hiding.

Found.

Lost.

Awake.

Asleep.

Safe.

Danger.

Imprisoned.

Free.

Fight.

Anchor.

The meaning of these words are unfamiliar to me, and yet they are not.  I know what they are supposed to mean, but I do not remember why they are so important. 

Stuck.

Yes, I am stuck.  But I do not remember how I got here. 

I do not know where I am.

Trapped.

Yes, I am trapped, but I do not remember if that is a good thing or a bad thing.

I sometimes try to find a way out, but something always happens where I forget, and yet I do not forget. 

I do not remember thinking, but I do remember feeling.

I remember images and people.  I remember knowledge, I remember everything.

And yet I remember nothing.

I think, but I do not feel.  I feel, but I do not think.

What am I running from?  Should I be scared?  Do I even remember what it is to feel fear?

I do, and yet I do not.

"Can you hear me?"  I hear a voice say.

Should I respond, or should I ignore it?  Voices come and go as whispers and screams.  Sounds of footsteps, laughter, and...other things that I cannot identify...
I always hear them.

And yet I do not.

Imagination.

Yes, I am familiar with that word and its meaning.

Music.

Yes, I know how music makes me feel.

Love?

What is love?  Why was that important to me once?

Images flash in my head...the people in the images, the man...the man with the wild brown hair and the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever remembered witnessing.

"She's trying to remember," I hear the voice say.

What am I supposed to remember?  Was it important?  If it was so important, why did I forget?

"What are you doing?!  Back away from her!  Now!" I hear someone shout in a rage.

The voice without a name, that is what I know that voice as.  The previous one...that one is new.

"Where am I?" I try to mumble, not even knowing if I could still speak.

"She's awakening!  Shut her down now!" the voice without a name screams.

"We're doing maintenance!" the new voice answers, sounding fearful and shaky.

"I don't give a damn!  She wakes up, we're all dead!"

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