Zsaber
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Upon AwakeningIt was dark.
Dark as Pitch.
It hurt.
It burned.
He could fell it.
His body burning.
Burning away but never quite.
Unending pain.
Then..... light. He could see it. a small dot from a great distance. it grew. It grew until it slammed into him. Light. He could see.
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His head came up off the table.
Where am I.... Who am I........What am I. These questions ran through his head. He did not know anything. Then came the pain. Like all his skin was on fire. Buring away, peeling away, flaking off. Never ending never stopping. He had to get out. He tried to move. He stopped, blinded with pain. He tried again, His arms and legs would not budge. He looked at them, they were Bolted down. He had to get out. He pulled, pain never stopping. He heard metal grinding pulled. He was strong. He had to get out. He pulled his arms off the table. He reached down to his feet. He had to get out. His hands touched the metal holding his feet down. Pain shot up his arm and across his body. He had to get out. Again he tried, again th pain. To touch, to hurt. He pulled, his legs came free. He had to get out. He rushed the door. He had to get out. The door crumpled. he was free. Then pain. He ran through empty hallways. He had to get out. He found the exit. He got out.
It was snowing. He got out. He fell. It was cold. A snow flake touched his skin. It burned. He got up. He ran. He got out. Who was he.
He ran. A lake. He stood over it and looked down. White shirt, White Pants , Blonde hair, Blue eye. Who was he. This is who he was. There was a Tag. His name?...Ur? Ur. He liked that name. in his pocket. something. Ur reached into it. It burned him. He pulled it out. A photo. A woman and a boy. Who were they. He flipped it over. Two words. He cried.
Wife.....Son
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~More to come~
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