That Bullet Has My Name On It
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Last published Sat, Mar 9, 2019
Strange Place and having no memory at all. The pieces you do have are blurry and make no sense. I look around me at the strange faces and look around at the strange place I'm in. I grip my neck feeling a chain and the object on it hanging low on my chest. I look at the shiny cold object and see a name carved into the gold bullet. My hands feel over my skin feeling all the horrific machines I'm hooked up too. I observe all the wires that flow out of me making me look more like a robot than like a human being. As I sit up the thick covers slip down my chest and I take my arms over my chest to hide my naked skin. "Where the hell am I?" I say and finally notice a blinking device in the corner of the room. It follows my movements recording me and that's when I realize that I am afraid.
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