I woke up again, same as usual, from the same reoccurring dream. I'm running, it's cold outside, but my skin feels warm, and there is something glowing in the distance. And right as I'm about to grab it whoosh I wake up. I can't say it's a nightmare, because it's not really, I shouldn't be able to dream at all, or at least not have such vivid dreams like the one I have. My names 4 by the way, I don't know anything about my past, only that once I died, something came to me, and made me a deal, and I took it. Now, I live my days with other people just like me, the numbered people. Our home has no name exactly, no one outside of earth knows of its existence, that's okay though, actually humans wouldn't know what to think. Anyways, I'm rambling again, let me tell you about how I found out my life. It's a pretty long story, I hope you have the patience. See ya soon!
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FantasíaThere is a land, far beyond earth and the stars and moons, where the 'numbered people' live. They had a chance to live once more and took it, now they don't know their names or history. Number 4 is getting curious about her past life, and goes on a...
