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| In New york city there was a Doctor who discovered a remarkable young man called Simon. His name was Dr Iq .2000 and To him his work had become his life.And his life was worth more than any other living element on Earth or any other planet that could be placed within his reach. Dr Iq. Never hated or despised but wondered why. The last Time he had ever seen his father. Who constantly beat his mother. He had watched him scream in pain , both arms missing as he was taken away by an ambulance. He was too young to be put in jail . He Told his first phychiatrist that he had wanted his moms screams to stop and his fathers hands caused the noise so he cut them off. After that the state handled his case and he was bounced from foster home to foster home , county to county until he got lost in the system. Until now. "Simon!wake up". His eyes slowly opened and as he grew accustomed to the passing light of an unforseen desert. Simon looked around wondering if he had been dreaming ,when he heard someone call out his name. As he sat up and sat on one knee. He scratched his neck and pulled off a rather peculiar looking worm like creature.It glowed a bright green like color ,it had five eyes and two wings one of which he had crushed. Simon felt bad. He Carefully placed the creature beside him .., "Now look what you did!" This time He was sure he had heard a voice but there was no one in site. Beside`s the Bug that had now stopped twising and began to lick its wing. The land around him was clear as far as the eye could see. "Who said that," Simon found himself whispering .At that moment He let out a conjested sigh as he realised how tired he was and he felt like he hadn`t eaten for days. "No you havn`t eaten for days! If i Hadn`t woken you up who knows where you`d be!" "Dead." simon thought. "Yes Dead!" the voice continued "Quite literally gone from this plane of existance into.. into..." Simon by now had stumbled onto his feet and scanned the area around him some more, looking for the body belonging to the voice that spoke to him. His blue jeans and matching shirt looked more red , as they were covered by the desert like sand. The voice now faded into the back of his mind as a more priimal need to survive took the place of fear or even annoyance. "That way, North I think I sence water and maybe even food of some sort.This is a fine mess you have gotten us into this time. I hope you realise how hard it is for me to re-organise your thoughts after you move.Your mind Is like shattered glass and its virtually impossible to get all your pieces together, let alone mine!" Simon tried to shut it all out and think for a moment but he couldn`t. "don`t do that its distracting." Then there was silence. A strained silence as Simon knew the voice would be back. Simon kept walking.North. |
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