The Gemini Who Knew Too Much

The Gemini Who Knew Too Much

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It was the end of everything I knew. The silence was deadly as I waited to start over. After all this was 1978. Oslo was my only hope as a photographer and escape from a war with myself. Since I was ten I had known about these powers. The lady that lived down the road had died. I woke up screaming in pure horror. My grey eyes were in fear of death.  Fear that my own death was to come along. This is my story the blessing and the curse of being born on May 23rd.
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The First

I was the first. I arrived in the Glade, and there was nothing and... no one. I remembered nothing about who I was, who my parents were, what happened. A few days I remembered my name, and that's it. That's all that ever came back. There were four walls surrounding me with only one exit. I wanted to go through, so I did, in hopes of finding my way out. What I found lurking on the other side was not an exit but something much worse. I found my way back, and I spent the next month fending for myself. Food, water, a temporary shelter. After a month, someone else arrived, and this person arrived with supplies. Every month a new person was sent up. Every arrival was the same as mine. They couldn't remember anything. I was the first one here, and that means that I call the shots, I make the rules, and I run the place.

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