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The Finding

It was only a year ago that it happened. I thought it’d be simple. Ha! Everyone always thinks that don’t they. It’s a standard procedure, nothing could go wrong, they told me, you’ll wake up and feel normal. But I didn’t feel normal. For a long while, I didn’t even wake up. Lately it doesn’t feel like I ever woke up, like some sort of endless nightmare.

The fog reeks. The mix of smoke factories and the fried food from the pub down the street makes my nostrils feel like fire. Thankfully they have an unlocked wireless connection. I love the 21st century, it seems like every building is connected now. The alley only adds to the smells but it allows me to access what I need without too many stares. I have heard it’s not pretty. Ah, the witness protection files show the doc’s new place is two blocks down. I guess he didn’t like the good ol USA any more and had them hide him out here in Ireland. That’s fine by me, travel is nothing for me now, after what he did. Heh, what he did, the nightmare flows back in waves.

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