Six Minutes Before Death

Six Minutes Before Death

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We all have to start somewhere to end up somewhere else. But what happens when you don't know where the start or where the end is? What happens when you don't know who you are or where you stand in the world? What is the place on which you find yourself in? What happens when you have six minutes to answer these questions before your final breath?
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A question came to me during a reset. A question that has started bleeding through my veins. A question I whisper over and over in my sleep. A question you think I am asking passively. But it stitches into me, coiling around my being. A question I keep asking because it doesn't make sense. All that is left of the world is a city. She is the only person left. She doesn't know what happened, where the people went, why there is no life. You are there. But who are you? What is she? What is she supposed to do when the world resets, and more and more of the city is demolished. She's running out of time. *Completed*

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