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05/19/09(Tue)23:15 No.4602178You awoke this morning, bare skinned on a cold granite slab in some stale, forgotten crypt, to a chorus of a half-dozen desperate gasps: your own and five strangers' in like condition. As you gather yourself, ancient memories crowd your thoughts, flooding your mind with a detailless grey fog of dim recollections and hazy visions of a world you once knew, so very long ago, peirced only by a single shocking thought that hits all of you with such suddenness and brilliant clarity that you struggle to remain standing: the world needs you. |