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Submitted to Contest #236
The clinic was blank. It felt empty wherever you looked, though John could only look at the ceiling right now. There, the tiles were white, as was the light shining down into his eyes through a hazy puddle of tears. A globe-shaped, black security camera watched him from the corner like some kind of floating pupil. Though he couldn’t remember exactly how many, he had had enough engram extractions to know that you were not supposed to move your head at this point. If he did, he recalled, he would see white walls, a white floor, the white...
Everything I do, I do for the gods, and no one else.
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