Waking Up With Amnesia (Prologue)

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Darkness surrounds me. No one’s there. Am I lost? All I want to do is screaming. But I can’t even hear my own voice. Then a sudden painful shock was felt inside my chest. Then I’ve realized that there’s a soft cottony fabric underneath. I get a tight grip in that object to restrain myself from groaning. I did close my eyes tightly, but a blinding ray of light is knocking on my eyelids. So I let my eyes; then it voluntarily opened.

All I can remember is Darkness and Light.

Is this what they called?       

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