I don't know who I am. What I am. I'd like to say that I'm human. I simply don't know. I have no concrete memories. Fragments here and there. Histories.
I see a woman with many faces. Each morphing into the others. Don't ask me what that means. I don't know. What I do know is that I must find her.
Find others too. Yes. I remember a teacher, an old hippie in secondary school. He said, "you gotta find your kindred spirits."
Later, another wise man said, "find the others."
I pull out a map. Turn it so that West faces UP and east faces DOWN. Gotta move up, the voice inside me says. Otherwise you have failed the test.
"What test?" I murmur.
Conscious intelligence.
Who am I? Who are you?
There is no answer. Only guesses.
Dive Deeper
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