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We are but one

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* Raymond opens his eyes to the sound of his alarm beeping percingly louder than usual. His brain in a dense kind of fog or haze felt slower than usual. He felt this overbearing need to stop the alarm but couldn't bring himself to do it. His mind was shot. His limbs wouldn't respond to the signals coming from his brain. "Get up" he told himself, thinking of the kill bill scene where Uma Thurman just needed to move one toe. He couldn't.


After a few minutes of continuous struggle, his door flew open. His mother barges in and slams the alarm off "Ray, what are you doing? You just going to lay there listening to your alarm like it's a song?". He tried to tell her he couldn't get up but nothing came out, he was stuck like a mouse in a trap. All he could think about was the fear of being paralyzed, maybe he did hit his head a little too hard. This fear began to consume him until, he shot up. Sitting so fast he almost gave himself whiplash.


His mother still in the room looked puzzled. "Ray? Are you ok?" she spoke in a low tone. "Yeah I'm just tired" he said not to alert his mom to the temporary paralyzed state he was in. "Alright, breakfast is cooking, SHIT! Breakfast!" she stormed out of the room towards the kitchen only to be greeted by a smoke alarm and  blacked toast. Raymond was used to that smell in the morning but sometimes, he wished his father would just speak up and cook for the family instead of just sitting on his ass and reading the paper. The thought triggered this rage within Raymond, at that moment he started to remember his dream from last night, and yesterday, and the day prior. This dream had been reoccurring for a while now but he just now remembered that it had. Within the dream, he worked his job until panic erupted, "ALERT, INFECTION FOUND. NETWORK BREACHED!" rang over and over until it would wake him up.


4.1 RE Awakening