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BRAIN LOGIC [Another Story of Amnesia]
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Who am I ? I don't know honestly.
I have locked up in the cube room with one window for so long.
I'm done to be their human experiment.
They take everything from me.
I lost my identity.
Name,where I live,in fact I don't know what year right now.
They forced me to consumed medicines, and random injection with doses that may kill me in a moment.
I don't even know what kind of medicines that they had thrown in my every breakfast.
I'm done.
I'm really done.
So I got a planned to escaped.
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