Ash Tray

Ash Tray

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Tankum was dead. He knew this. He knew this when it happened. But he couldn't believe it. If he believed it then that means it could be true. He wouldn't believe it. Sometimes he wished he was dead. Dead people don't have feelings. And life is so much simpler if you leave your feelings out of it.
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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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