Dear Logos,
I’m having new memories now. Maybe they are even mine, but who’s to say. There are so many of them. And they take up so much space that I now write them on the walls instead. Sometimes Frankie helps me. He is clever that way. And I don’t want to write them here, as I fear they will redact any mention of myself like they have before.
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[Del]'s Diary
Ciencia Ficción"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...