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Beep.
Beep. Beep.
Beep.
Life.
Sounds mean Life.
No! I don’t want to hear sounds!
I want the silence!
People.
People mean life.
No! I don’t want to deal with people!
I want to deal with corpses!
Why?
Why am I still alive? Who saved me? Who had me caged to this life for a few more years? Who!
Beep. Beep. Beep!
Eccentric beeps. My heart, it’s speeding. They’ll know I’m awake, breathing, and thinking-Alive.
I detest that word.
Death.
I love that word.
“There, there sweet-heart,” a voice comforted;
I swung my arm and heard a yelp.
No! No comfort!
“He’s wild,” I heard.
Wild? Wild! You bastards keep me here in a cage; in Life-Alive.
“You say he tried to commit suicide?”
Humanity damn you!
“Sedate him.”
DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU! DAMN YO-
“He’s calming down.”
But I’m still not okay.