Broken.

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Memories.  So many broken memories, it's like I'm looking through a time machine.

A child's laugh, a giggle.

It's me. Running through a medow, chasing what appears to be a butterfly. Away from something sinister and evil, I can feel something is wrong, somethong isn't what it seems. There is a cloud, a dark cloud, eating everything in it's path. It seems as though I don't notice anything.

I'm loosing the butterfly. I'm not able too keep up with it. My mind goes blank, everything goes fuzzy. I can't quite remember what I saw next, but I can tell it was horrifying. It was twisted. It was evil.

Kim smiles at me. It's a dark sinister smile. A smile I never want to see again.

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