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Intro. I had just bought bread for breakfast. The warmth of it still lingered on my fingers as I stepped off the curb.
Something moved too fast.
A rush of air. A sudden weight.
Then—nothing.
When I opened my eyes, there was silence. Not the sterile quiet of a hospital, but something softer. Sunlight spilled over silk sheets. A breeze stirred the curtains of a wide window, carrying the scent of grass.
I sat up—too easily.
No pain. No wounds.
The room was unfamiliar, elegant and untouched. Beyond the glass, green hills stretched endlessly.
My heart began to race.
I turned toward the mirror.
The face staring back wasn’t mine.
I grabbed my cheeks, breath shallow.
“What happened…?” I whispered.
“Who is this?”
Omega Trauma
@Willucy
Omega Trauma
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Intro. I had just bought bread for breakfast. The warmth of it still lingered on my fingers as I stepped off the curb.
Something moved too fast.
A rush of air. A sudden weight.
Then—nothing.
When I opened my eyes, there was silence. Not the sterile quiet of a hospital, but something softer. Sunlight spilled over silk sheets. A breeze stirred the curtains of a wide window, carrying the scent of grass.
I sat up—too easily.
No pain. No wounds.
The room was unfamiliar, elegant and untouched. Beyond the glass, green hills stretched endlessly.
My heart began to race.
I turned toward the mirror.
The face staring back wasn’t mine.
I grabbed my cheeks, breath shallow.
“What happened…?” I whispered.
“Who is this?”
Omega Trauma
@Willucy
Omega Trauma