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I look around. Everyone looks different. I don't know anyone and they clearly don't know me. 

"Excuse me..?" I ask someone.

No answer.

"Uh Hello?" I ask another person.

No answer.

"Hello?" I wave my hand in front of a man.

Nothing.

Am I invisible? What am I? Maybe I'm an alien with a cloaking tech on? That or everyone's blind. I wince. My wound is starting to act up.

"Move it civilian!" I hear a yell.

Me? I turn. I see men in white suites with funny masks on. I walk over. Maybe they'll hear me. I can't think of why they wouldn't.

"Uh... hello?" I ask.

"What did I do?" The woman asks in a startle.

"You're blocking our bikes way." One man says.

"But... this is my shop." She says.

They hit her hard with their weapons. That's not fair. That's not right. At least, I don't think it's right. 

"Leave her alone!" I yell.

I walk forward. No one is listening to me. Why? 

"Lady move it." The other man says.

They push her away. They destroy her shop. I wince as I watch this. What the- Why would they do that? She was just selling things. Why did this happen? I reach out but no one hears my questioning. 

Am I invisible? 

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