The revival

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I ran as fast as I could, but I guess I wasn't fast enough. The last thing I heard was a loud honk before everything went black. i have been dead 68 days and have awoken to the first human revival. my revival. i stare at everyone as they stare back in awe. There were hundreds upon hundreds possibly even thousands watching me. they all looks as though they were waiting for something, to be more precise for me to do something. I sat on the bed for who knows how long before it hits me; my hands were shaking, my breath shortened, and my pulse sped up. I wanted to run, to get out of this place as fast as i could. i got up from the bed and i can feel the tears welling up in my eyes. i looked around but i could barely see because of the water but i do it anyways, i run as fast as i can. they tried to stop me but when i resisted they tackled me. i hit my head on the ground and blacked out. i woke up in a room on a bed. the room was virtually pitch black with only the flickering light of a candle next to the bed. I got up and went straight for the door, when a voice barely audible spoke from within the darkness, "There is no use in trying to get out. the door is locked." I quickly turned around. Who ever was there must have been watching me the whole time. I shudder at the mere thought of someone watching me "W-who's there?" i say, my voice quivering, "You can't tell by my voice?"I didn't respond, "Wow, what a friend and after all we've been through." He stepped out of the darkness. I tried to remember but my mind was blank. He looked down sadly, "I don't know why but after they said they were going to bring you back i thought you would forget me." i wanted to respond but i didn't know how. i have no idea who this man is. he could be lying for all i know because i really dont know. "Why," he stayed silent. "Why did they bring me back?" Tears were beginning to form in my eyes.
"I didn't want this, i didn't even ask for this. Why me? Of all people. What sets me apart from everyone else?" He stepped closer to me and i stepped back, my back hitting the door. I could feel my legs giving out. I fall to the floor and cry. i tried to stop but the tears just kept flowing. I put my hands over my face and feel arms wrap around me. I dont know this man but i have this strange feeling that i've met him. I put my arms around him as well and kept crying. I cried and cried and just when i thought i was done i cried more. I slowly calmed down and fell asleep. I was awoken to what sounded like keys unlocking a door. I sat up to see that I had been put back in the bed