All is dark. What is this? Am I dead? Is this death? Floating in endless shadows, forever? Why am I here? What is this? Am I dead? Is this death? Floating in end--
Floating in endless shadows. Was that what it had come to? You sure as hell hoped not. You sat in the darkness for a time. How much? You had no idea. You suddenly wake up in an alleyway. It is midday. You step out onto the streets, and the sun is shining brightly. You shield your eyes. Everything looks different. You look in a puddle. You look no different.
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You are plunged into a darkness for 54 years, starting in 1966. You do not age. Nothing happens to you. It seems like a matter of minutes. And one day, you wake up in your city. The 54 years have passed. It is time. 2011.
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You are accustoming to modern life.
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Make up a CS. The regular stuff. I'll see if it is acceptable. |