An explosion... no, a crash? Both? Something happened, something bad, something really bad, and I...
The centre...
Where am I? No, where am I?
I don't feel anything. I don't see anything. I don't hear anything. There is nothing. Just thoughts.
Where am I? What is going on?
Where have I gone? Why can't I find myself?
What is going on?
What is going on?!
WHERE AM I?!
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Illusioned
General FictionThe world has been traumatised, and so has she, by completely unrelated things. Is she trying to pretend that she is separate from the world, or pretend that nothing matters just because she is ordinary? Is she ever going to face the world? Is she g...
