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48 Hours

During my unconsciousness, I imagined total blackness, then a white line in the middle, and a red line, and a blue line on opposite sides. Then, with the white line staying in the middle, the blue and red lines started moving towards each other. All the lines were about to touch, then my mind flashed. Then, I saw only one line, it was purple.

I woke up with a gasp. I felt like something had been crammed in my mind, but I knew it. It was an amazing feeling.

“Do you feel it?” The trainer asked me.

“Yessir.” I said.

“Do you want more?” he asked.

“Yessir!”

For the next 48 hours, the trainer loaded countless programs into me. They included everything from fighting, to vehicle operating instructions, to military tactics.

After I resurfaced, the trainer told me we were finished with the program downloads and it was time to test out what I “learned”. So, I donned my suit and went back into the white room that I would be spending many of the subsequent years in.

~

18 years later.

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