Prologue
Why...?
What is this feeling?
I am slowly falling down, my face is almost at the rough concrete ground, damn this will hurt.
“Renea!” I heard him scream but it was slurred. Probably it’s because of the loud echo of the gunshot earlier.
I tried to turn my head towards his direction but when I did, the world just became a blurred picture.
Where are you?
I raised my hand to reach for him, even though I’m not sure if the rippled gray figure was him or not.
I waited for my body to hit the hard ground but it never came. Instead, a pair of arms wrapped around me and pulled me in. “Is it-“ I started but was cut off.
“Sshh… don’t talk… It’s going to be fine…” he assured me.
I would’ve hit him for cutting me off, if only my head would stop throbbing. Even though it was safely cradled in the hollow of his neck, it hurts so much I wanted to curse the whole planet.
The noise of metals scraping with each other and angry shouts wasn’t helping either.
I felt warm liquid on my face so I lifted my hand to his face. “Why… cry…?”
I hated how weak I sound. Why can’t I speak properly?
His body was my only source of warmth; his sobs and angry muttering make me want to scold him so much, not that I did much of that before.
I chuckled at how cold it is. For some reason, I felt my eyelids grow heavier, my consciousness slowly slipping out of my body.
Ah, I get it now… I thought as I realized what will happen next.
But instead of fear, I felt relief like; Finally… a vacation…
I don’t know what I was doing… but my lips involuntarily curled up.
Am I smiling…?
The blurred world faded and perhaps, for the last time…
The time from when I met him played around me like a movie.
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Artificial
General FictionThis is the story of how she died. She is Renea Simmons, a member of an underground organization that connected her to him. He is Rene Ceize Cade, a test subject in an experimental program organized by their group. There are few others like them an...