I don't recall... exactly what happened that day.
I remember hearing glass shatter and impale my skin as I fell and hit the ground.
There were strange cords about my body that were attached to my blood vessels.
I remember... bleeding.
Blood?
Why was there blood?
What is happening?
Who am I?
Where am I?
What is going on?
Why do I have so many questions?
I remember tearing the cords from my body, and feeling pain for the first time.
I had to pull a lot of glass from my skin.
I think I was too noisy with my actions, because approaching footsteps sprang up.
I met someone that day, though he wouldn't tell me his name no matter how much I asked.
Maybe he did not want me to know.
I might learn one day.
He hoisted me up rather forcefully and dragged me off.
"Where are we going?"
He would not say.
"Why will you not talk to me? And who am I?"
I remember his wording;
"You will be called Subject ID #000314.
And you are our greatest creation."
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