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November 8, 2002
Part One.
As conscious reality slowly seeped through her, she found herself running in an alleyway, partially clothed, the remainder of which, completely shredded. panic shot like ice crystals through her veins. she was uncertain where she was running to and worse yet, what she was running from. Hide... Scream… Run… Cower… tumbling thoughts. fragments, pieces of visual stimuli floating in her mind, each poking the interior of her eyes. she caressed the nearest dumpster, scrambling to regain her senses. savoring the coldness of metal against her skin. repulsed by the putrid smells emitted. bile, quickly rising in her throat…