Dear Logos,
I decided to spend the day examining every square inch of the floor until the pattern made me nauseous. I then ran my hands along every square inch of the walls.
Why bother giving me language and little else?
I don’t even have a face.
YOU ARE READING
[Del]'s Diary
Science Fiction"Del" wakes up drugged in a seemingly empty hospital -- locked in a room. Everything she has ever known has been deleted: her memories, her identity, even her name. But then the night visits start and she begins to be tortured by memories that could...
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