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         I woke up to a jolt. I began to scream as I saw strange men sticking their hands into my open chest; the outside black and yellow, crusted with my drying blood.
     "Oh god what's happening! What is this?! Stop! Please stop!" I cried.
     As if it wasn't terrifying enough that they were pulling my insides out, I had no idea where I was, or who I was. And I couldn't even feel their hands.
     "Stop!!! STOP!!"
     "Holy shit, it's actually working! Get the guy in here now!" One of the men said to the other. They wore blue caps, masks, and scrubs. And they seemed to be as terrified as I was.
     "What are you doing to me? Stop it!" I protested.
     One of the men cried for some one out the door. A man in a white coat rushed in. Upon seeing me his eyes became saucers.
     "You! Please help me!" I cried out to him. He just looked back at me, mortified.
     "What the hell have I done? I should have never done this. This shouldn't have worked, I was almost certain!" He said, covering his face.
     Shouldn't have done this? Panic further welled up within me.
     "Please, whatever it is stop!" I pleaded.
      "Are you in pain?" He asked.
     "No, and it's terrible! I don't understand this!!! They are taking me apart! I'm going to die and I don't know who and where I am!! Please can you stop?!" I was desperate. If this was going to be my entire short pathetic life, I didn't want to live.
     "I only expected you to twitch a little bit; not become self aware, much less this soon." He said gravely.
     "Wh-what?!"
     "You don't need to worry about dying; not anymore. It's too late to stop. The only thing I can do for you is cover your eyes, if you can see-"
     "YES!"
     "W-would that help?"
     "Is that all you can do?!" I asked, my voice cracking.
     "I'm afraid so."
     "Then yes."
     It wasn't much, but as he tied that cloth around my head, and darkness engulfed me,I felt happiness for the first time.

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         I woke up to a jolt. I began to scream as I saw strange men sticking their hands into my open chest; the outside black and yellow, crusted with my drying blood.
     "Oh god what's happening! What is this?! Stop! Please stop!" I cried.
     As if it wasn't terrifying enough that they were pulling my insides out, I had no idea where I was, or who I was. And I couldn't even feel their hands.
     "Stop!!! STOP!!"
     "Holy shit, it's actually working! Get the guy in here now!" One of the men said to the other. They wore blue caps, masks, and scrubs. And they seemed to be as terrified as I was.
     "What are you doing to me? Stop it!" I protested.
     One of the men cried for some one out the door. A man in a white coat rushed in. Upon seeing me his eyes became saucers.
     "You! Please help me!" I cried out to him. He just looked back at me, mortified.
     "What the hell have I done? I should have never done this. This shouldn't have worked, I was almost certain!" He said, covering his face.
     Shouldn't have done this? Panic further welled up within me.
     "Please, whatever it is stop!" I pleaded.
      "Are you in pain?" He asked.
     "No, and it's terrible! I don't understand this!!! They are taking me apart! I'm going to die and I don't know who and where I am!! Please can you stop?!" I was desperate. If this was going to be my entire short pathetic life, I didn't want to live.
     "I only expected you to twitch a little bit; not become self aware, much less this soon." He said gravely.
     "Wh-what?!"
     "You don't need to worry about dying; not anymore. It's too late to stop. The only thing I can do for you is cover your eyes, if you can see-"
     "YES!"
     "W-would that help?"
     "Is that all you can do?!" I asked, my voice cracking.
     "I'm afraid so."
     "Then yes."
     It wasn't much, but as he tied that cloth around my head, and darkness engulfed me,I felt happiness for the first time.