1 month ago
Initiate system protocol - clean slate.
I sit down in the cool metallic chair bolted to the concrete ground. It's chill shoots through me as fast as sound. Sitting here, in the dark, strapped in bound and locked down.
Breathe slowly they say as they pull the wire from the table to sew my eyes.
Breathe slowly they say as they pull the needle from the table to inject into my spine. The clank it makes as it's picked up is rackkety and shaken as if the people holding it are treating me like a vessel for their final experiment.
Breathe slowly they say as as my feelings begin to be washed away. The coolness of the metallic metal chair that holds me quickly fades and I now feel like I'm floating, alone but awake.
Breathe slowly they say as they hot wire my brain, spraying images of the mundane through my mind taking away whats left of what I knew to be kind.
Dream slowly they say as I drift away into a fractal tear in a space undiscovered.
Dream slowly they say as I soar through galaxies with no goal intended.
Glitches, shakes, rewinding, no pace, what's happening, I feel like I'm being downloaded into a memory drive but the person I'm looking at doesn't have my face.
Breathe slowly they say, as the dry wires tying my...his..who's eyes come undone.
Breathe slowly they say as the needle is only just removed from flesh.
Open your eyes they say as the entity before me acts. I feel like I'm in a lucid dream because I'm watching but can't react.
Go forth they say as the shackles binding someone's body is released. The being stands. Calm, as if it's learnt something. The people watching, huddling together unaware or completely aware, of what they've made makes it's first steps.
Vanish they say as the now pieces of floating skin drift into thin air. Pulled through time, drifting through spaces. I'm moving with this thing so quickly what ever is left of me is shattered.
Electrical sky's, red moons and horizons of smoke, the being walks away. All I am was a hoax. A vessel for a project called real life ghost.
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