I don't like this feeling, the feeling of unconformity. I feel out of place, out of body. I don't know if it's my brain taking havoc over my body, or the environment I find myself in. Where am I? Who am I?
"What is your name? What is your friggin name?!?! Come on think!" She hit herself in the head, her hair damp, along with her skin. Nothing but a soaked oversized t-shirt covering her body. No shoes on her person, her bare sole walking the pavement of this unknown city. No ID, no phone, no memory.
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