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The Fifth Memory
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2024-10-29 19:42:56And so, my new life as one of only five children living within Central Control began. I don't understand why I am not allowed to go home- aside from the fact that it takes over a year for me to recover well enough to function properly again- but eventually, Grandfather explains it to me. Central Control has been a tightly-kept secret for years. Centuries, even. Ever since the very founding of our colony world.
Now that I know about it, I can't be allowed to talk to anyone else about it. They wanted to use their mind machine to wipe my memory, but after one of the scientists made the mistake that resulted in a drug interaction- that nearly killed both of us- it's no longer safe to even try it. As far as my family knows, I just vanished. Grandfather too... he can't go home, either. He will stay with me at the mountain, stay with the Ten... he will be one of the world's heroes that tries to keep
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