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Create In Me A Clean Heart
[You open your eyes.
You can see nothing, not even your hand in front of your face. You move - at least, you think you do, but there's no sensation, no feedback from your body. It is deafeningly silent. You are surrounded by nothingness, a black void so dark it appears white.
Where were you before? Where are you now? You don't remember.
(But you're used to not remembering things, aren't you?)
You don't remember how you got here, but you know...something. Something familiar, nagging in the back of your mind. There's something here.
There's something you need to do.
You close your eyes.]
You can see nothing, not even your hand in front of your face. You move - at least, you think you do, but there's no sensation, no feedback from your body. It is deafeningly silent. You are surrounded by nothingness, a black void so dark it appears white.
Where were you before? Where are you now? You don't remember.
(But you're used to not remembering things, aren't you?)
You don't remember how you got here, but you know...something. Something familiar, nagging in the back of your mind. There's something here.
There's something you need to do.
You close your eyes.]