I can still remember the pain from when they did it….It was cold and searing at first, but then it became more agonizing as it went on. The doctors told me
"Don't worry when this is over think of how happy you'll be" happy? How can I be? I have nothing to go back to…..no friends, no family….nothing. I'm all there is of my life and hell, maybe I'm all there ever was. As the pain became more and more like the sharpest sting I wondered, why did I agree to this….did I really agree? Or was it that I was forced to, but would it make any difference if I was? I don't know….when it was over I could hear them talking about me.
"Finally the recreation of our most indestructible weapon has been complete! Now we erase his memory like the last one he'll do what ever we tell him." Weapon, I'm some kind of weapon to them? I'm not going to do this…..there's no way I will ever listen to these dirt bags now! I broke out of the pool and released my new weapon. It was metal a sharp, it had a slight sting coming out, but I used them any way. I can't remember how many I killed hundreds, thousands, maybe even millions, I rushed outside where I assumed things would make sense…..but that too, like my life was in ruin……wreckage of buildings everywhere and not a single soul in sight, especially after what I did. I put on the clothes that I had before the procedure and went on to see this wrecked world.