I was surrounded so closely that I could see nothing other than these angry faces
they were doing things that I just had
they were doing things that I just had never seen humans do
they beat me across the face with a
they beat me across the face with a large heavy soft object
and I’m relatively certain it was it was
and I’m relatively certain it was it was the arm of one of my comrades
the pain was so extreme I believe that
the pain was so extreme I believe that that I was going to die
I have this distinct memory of leaving
I have this distinct memory of leaving my body
I mean I remember looking down on myself
I mean I remember looking down on myself thinking I don’t feel the pain anymore
and suddenly I’m back realizing that I
and suddenly I’m back realizing that I wish I wasn’t dreaming it yet because
wish I wasn’t dreaming it yet because
wish I wasn’t dreaming it yet because this is as bad as it gets
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