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You don't know where you are. Where are you? Can you remember?
It all doesn't matter.
You cannot see anything. You are deep in nightmares.
The doctors occasionally inject you with some sort of drug, and you spend hours awake, staring. Thinking. Hoping you'll be better again. They say nice things to you. They think you'll not hear the "I don't think he's going to have control over his body ever again" or the "I can't do this anymore.".
It all doesn't matter.
Your life is just nightmares and drugs. And the latter doesn't even help.
Even worse, the nightmares may be a viable alternative to the fate that might approach you in the real world...
