The Only One Awake

The Only One Awake

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I wake up. This is not my lamp. This is not my television, broken table, or wallpaper. This is not my home. I have never even seen the person unconscious next to me before. Outside, bodies are sprawled out everywhere. People unconscious. Men, women, children. On their backs, stomaches, leaning on a wall, limbs twisted from when they fell. Their eyes: robbed of emotion. They stare out at me, screeching for help. But I don't even know how to help myself. I am alone. I find conscious people, but when I run to them, they evaporate into mist. I hallucinate. I scream to get the slugs out of my brain. But I soon learn that I need to avoid the unconscious, and fear the awake. I need to sprint from the awake ones. Because the awake's minds are twisted. You cannot let them catch you. Yet, I am awake. (Based on real life events of the residents of the small village, Kalachi, located in Kazakhstan)
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