Dear Logos,
The Earth was six days old when God created man. I feel epic. Only they didn’t make me. They have unmade me. Deleted me. I have no name, no memory. So I will just sign my true name now.
Signed,
[Deleted]
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...