When she let me go, the force field automatically came back on and the dome pieces put themselves back together. My memory of Adriana started fading as I looked at her run away from here. A tear came down my face before the real me fell into the darkness. The men started to leave. I was alone. I started walking home. A man walked up next to me from behind and told me I shouldn't be out this late. He asked me my number.
"I am Number 9".
To be continued...
ESTÀS LLEGINT
I Am Number 9
AleatòriamentIf you could have a chance to have the perfect life, would you take it? Would you take it if it meant every memory you had was slowly gonna die and be erased from your mind. Well Number 9 never seen it coming...
