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First Shift: Ch. 7 (final)Chapter 7
Hello, My Name is Berzerk
As soon as the twitch happened, I was encompassed in darkness, falling through nothing. I felt changes throughout my entire body. I was being stretched by some invisible force, which hurt. Something formed over my head, closing off in front of my face like a helmet. As the darkness faded, I found myself yet again on solid ground without memory of being rescued.
I looked down, almost getting vertigo from how tall I had just become. Something about my shoe caught my eye, and upon further inspection I realized it was completely missing, replaced with some pointy black and white sock (or something) that ran up the length of my leg. My other leg was the same. I felt my body, finding no end to the strange covering.
Wait, was this my skin?
I ran my fingers over my face, which now felt flat and mask-like. The single lens in it allowed me to see the night world in an interesting orange glow. If I could smile, I would have. Almost instantly, I was overcome wit
PFC. Weard's Journal Chapter 2, A Fire of Change"Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past, or the present, are certain to miss the future"
Former president John F. Kennedy once said this in his time in office, and seeing that he was in charge during one of America's most stressful times, I'd say that there is some backing on that term. I think of this as I burn the military documents stored in the office part of the facility. For the past three years, I have been searching for and collecting weapons from abandoned military complexes around the world, much like the one I call home now. And any documents I found pertaining to the process of the weapons creation I burned. To this place, I now do the same.
For a moment, I stare into the flames, where I can see my life play out up to this moment in time. The family house, Pearl Harbor, Okinawa, Hiroshima... Nagasaki... All the memories come flooding toward me. As the film reel of my life plays before me, I come to the moment of how I came to be here now. It was afte
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