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I woke up in darkness, feeling strange.
Where am I?
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Me and my girlfriend were on our way to a… what was it called?
I don’t know. Why don’t I know?
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Actually, again, where am I?
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And where is my girlfriend?
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This headache… it’s like my brain is wrapped in static. The more I try to think, the more it pushes back, like a fog I can’t penetrate.
Don’t panic… Don’t panic. But how do I stop myself when nothing makes sense?
Who am I?
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Do I at least know who I am?
Yes, I think I know who I am.
I am…
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Who am I?
Why does that feel like such a hard question? Why is it slipping away the moment I reach for it? Like holding water in my hands… it’s there, I swear it was there, but now…
Was there an accident? Something… something happened. My girlfriend… where was she? Beside me? Behind me? Her voice… didn’t she scream? Why? Or am I imagining that? It’s all scrambled.
Wait… wait, I remember something. Driving. Red and blue… flashing? Was it a car? Sirens? Or just… shapes in my head? Everything is so fractured. I can almost feel the memories, like they’re close, just out of reach.
Why can’t I grab them? Why can’t I make sense of this?
"Transfer Complete."
"Designation: TAU290731."
Hey…
That’s not who I am.
That’s not who I’ve ever been. Is it? Was I ever… that? Is this a mistake? A joke? What’s going on?
It’s so quiet. Too quiet. My own thoughts echo like they’re bouncing off empty walls. Am I… alone here? Is someone listening? Watching? Can anyone hear me?
What is this place? Why does it feel so… wrong? It’s like the air is thick with something I can’t name. And my body… do I even have a body? I can’t feel anything. No hands, no feet. Just this… awareness, floating in the dark.
I AM…! I am……? what... am....i??
The questions keep circling, repeating themselves, but never finding answers. Every thought feels heavier than the last, dragging me down into this endless void. Memories hover at the edges of my mind, tantalizingly close, yet impossibly distant. I try to grasp them, to piece together who I was, who I am supposed to be, but they slip through my fingers like sand.
“TAU290731…” The name echoes, distant and unfamiliar, as if it belongs to someone else entirely. Yet, the feeling of recognition is there, faint but persistent. Is it a part of me, or something imposed upon me?
The silence remains, deafening and oppressive. I can hear nothing but the hollow whispers of my own thoughts, questioning, begging for answers that refuse to come.
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Am I real? Or am I just a collection of memories, fragments of a life lost in this void? Who am I, if not the name I’ve been given?
Suddenly, there is a faint flicker of something—a sensation, distant yet undeniable. A pulse, a heartbeat perhaps, though I can’t feel my own. A spark of something that hints at presence, at connection.
I need to find it. I need to know.
Who am I…?
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I woke up in darkness, a strange emptiness pressing against me.
Where am I?
What was I doing? I can’t remember. My thoughts are tangled, scattered like leaves in a storm.
…Where’s he? Where’s…?
His face—his voice—fades like a shadow slipping into the fog. I try to call out, but my throat feels dry, my words caught in silence.
…Why can’t I remember his name?
The headache is unbearable. My mind is wrapped in a mist so thick it feels like I’m drowning. The harder I try to think, the further everything slips from my grasp. Panic stirs, but it feels distant, far away. I can’t focus.
Who am I?
Am I someone?
The memories… they drift just beyond reach. Faces, places, names,feelings—they blur together, indistinct fragments of something that was once real. Was I ever real?
The name Delta094521 echoes in my mind.
That’s not me.
It feels like it belongs to someone else entirely. A designation? A label? But not who I am… or who I was.
I press my imaginary fingers to my head, trying to force something—anything—to emerge from the void. My thoughts are a jumble, shifting like clouds on a stormy night. Nothing holds still long enough to grasp.
Wait. I remember something.
he was laughing then….. Lights—flashing red and blue. Sirens? A car crash? Was that real? Or just something I dreamt, something my mind is stitching together from fragments? It feels so close, but the details slip through my fingers like sand.
Why can’t I hold on?
Why can’t I remember him?
The air is thick, suffocating. I don’t know if my body exists anymore—if I have a body. It feels like I’m floating, weightless, barely there. No hands, no feet, only this strange, hollow awareness.
Delta094521…
That name doesn’t feel like mine.
Was I ever really here? Or am I just a collection of memories stitched into this void?
“Transfer Complete.”
“Designation: Delta094521.”
A mistake. A joke. A lie?
I am no one. I am nothing.
The silence stretches on, suffocating and endless. My thoughts are the only sound, echoing back at me in this empty void.
Is anyone there?
Can anyone hear me?
My own voice feels distant, like I’m speaking from across a vast emptiness. I reach out, but there’s nothing to touch, nothing to hold onto. It’s like I’m adrift in a sea of nothingness, unable to find the shore.
The name Delta094521 keeps repeating in my head. A mistake? A truth? It feels so alien.
Him… I remember him. A glimpse of his face, his voice, but it slips away before I can hold onto it. He’s calling my name, isn’t he? I know it, I can almost hear it—but the memory vanishes before I can grasp it.
The void presses in on me, suffocating and cold.
What is this place? What happened to us?
I reach out again, my fingers trembling, searching for something—anything—that feels real. But all I feel is the emptiness surrounding me.
Who am I?
Why can’t I remember?
Delta094521....
that isn’t who I am. It can’t be.
Who was I before? Where are we now?
The name lingers in my mind like a ghost, haunting the void. Is it real, or just another piece of this fractured memory?
Suddenly, there’s a pulse. A faint sensation, distant yet undeniable. A humm or something, maybe? It stirs deep inside me.
Maybe he is out there? if he is even real?
I need to find him. I need to know.
Who am I…?