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January-01-2009
I wake, lost, without memory. Fuel soaked into my clothes, bandages wrapped about my head and hands. Who am I? Pain, everywhere about my body. Why has my head been shaved? What are these scars?
What is this place?
Arkham, my shattered brain whispers back. But I know not what this means.
--1 8 7 14:06, 1 January 2009 (UTC)
