I died the way one might think of drowning. The blood rushing to to your brain as if floods your skull. Liquid filling the space until it fill it's capacity.
I've been told many times the space between ears wasn't the biggest, maybe that's why it exploded so harshly.
As the memories faded i was certain that i remember myself in closed in a glass case. A case filled with water.
I had drowned.
Trying to rise towarda the surface, but reaching another obstacle to be escaped entirely.
I drowned twice that day.
Until i lay motionless in the water,
That's where i am now.
My name is Kimber, it will always be Kimber.
Through the bubbling and serging pipes into my tank, they roared to certain rythem. Almost like words.
Ann...uhh...bel.
Im surely loosing my mind, but am i also loosing myself?
I'd been killed trying to stop enforcers, so had Mason.
Then why do i feel so awake?
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Science FictionWhat If a world so desperate for peace, created a new way of punishment. Not force or more causings of Defiance, but more of a taken privilege. Now with the secreting laws in order, Kimber finds herself as a result of the Government's justice. no...
