![]() ![]() One thing that plays on a loop in my head like a holo tape. The bullet I was shot with went on a bit of a tumble through the gardens of my cerebellum. According to the good Doc Mitchell, I should be dead. Not-dead, in the sense that I am surprisingly alive. Bright colors, wooo, flashing lights… but nothing else. What if iguana-on-a-stick kills me? There’s an enormous neon sign in my brain, with zip written on it. ![]() I don’t even know if I have any allergies. If asked what my favorite meal is, I honestly couldn’t say. Dead, in that everything I once knew is gone. It’s weird, being both dead and not dead.
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