Prologue
The bus was shaking. I heard them screaming.......two ears. The road, the buildings cracking. I saw them ........two eyes. I felt my sister clinging onto me screaming my name, what is my name? I held stronger .....two hands. I know what's going on, but what exactly. I have to stop him before....Who's he , who's anyone. Who am I?
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Ciencia FicciónThe bus was shaking. I heard them screaming.......two ears. The road, the buildings cracking. I saw them ........two eyes. I felt my sister clinging onto me screaming my name, what is my name? I held stronger .....two hands. I know what's going on...
