"if we get killed in the game, we don't wake up."
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wake up.
nct (ot21).
published: 20/06/01
completed: 21/06/01
contains strong language, violence, death, and other mature themes.
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"this life is a dream we wish to wake up from."
START GAME PLAYER SELECT STORY MODE < OPTIONS
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LOADING STORY MODE . . .
> all he could hear was his own breathing ringing through his ears, as if they were clogged from air pressure. it was difficult to open his eyes as he felt a dull pain throughout his paralyzed body.
but the effort was pointless, for as soon as he mustered the little strength he had, his vision was blurred with dots. he caught glimpses of his arm, strapped down and lodged with various needles.
"he's conscious, albeit a bit dazed," an unknown figure said. their voice was muffled and distant. "he should be deployed within two hours."
another figure came into view, moving close to his face. "you weren't as feisty as our last one... that's good. saves us time."
he could hear a door closing. there were more voices, more footsteps and silhouettes surrounding him. he felt like he should panic, but it seemed like his body was too drained to even carry emotion.
"it'd be an interesting mix," the first voice said. "the two of them together... they'll meet eventually. get the syringe, we're dropping him in the city."
the last thing he heard was the sound of metal clinking as his vision faded out, along with the sound of his slow breathing.
