It told me that this was no dream, and that I should try not to kill if I could help it. That I would become something I regret if I did.
How can this happen? If this isn't a dream...then where am I? And how did they know that I am a killer?
If only they knew...that I've already become something horrible. I learned guilt and there's nothing I can do about it anymore. Even if I'm free from the experiment...this will always chase me, won't it? This crushing feeling.
I've spoken to other people in the...texting chat. It's strange, having a cellphone. Some are nice. Others are weird. But I'll have to hide it from them, too, right? That I'm a killer.
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It told me that this was no dream, and that I should try not to kill if I could help it. That I would become something I regret if I did.
How can this happen? If this isn't a dream...then where am I? And how did they know that I am a killer?
If only they knew...that I've already become something horrible. I learned guilt and there's nothing I can do about it anymore. Even if I'm free from the experiment...this will always chase me, won't it? This crushing feeling.
I've spoken to other people in the...texting chat. It's strange, having a cellphone. Some are nice. Others are weird. But I'll have to hide it from them, too, right? That I'm a killer.