Trapped in a bed of lies, he acutely looks for reasons of his memory loss. When getting closer to the truth, he faces one vital question: who can he trust?

John North is not an ordinary man, but he works an ordinary job at Chuggington’s local dessert cafe. The person was more than just a robber; the person was a mysterious one.

The cement floors give my feet blisters. Dried blood is encrusted on my skin. Dirt has permanently settled in the deep crevices of my nails. I glance at the clock...

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From the corner of her eye, she saw movement in a recess at the back of the balcony. “Hello?” … There was no answer.

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For the first time the eyes glared back at me. He didn’t look so helpless in that chair. “Because doing it my way, everyone would have the same chance to survive. There would be no favourites, no new master race, and no privileged salvation. Doing it your way, you decide who lives and dies. No one has the right to do that: not me, not you, not your masters, not the jokes we call our leaders, nobody.”

If you walked into their house, you would see Liam slouching on a chair in the kitchen and the air being filled with grief and dejection.

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I want to go back... I want to go back to those days... I want to go back to those happy and cheerful days of where nothing went wrong and where I truly belonged.

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He was lying on the ground, soulless, an aged crippled doll clutched desperately within his frail pale fist.

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