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Feb 22, 20211 min
In the morning, my captors will come for me and I'll be executed. They claim I'm a homicidal maniac who blew up corporate headquarters, killing hundreds and leveling a city block -- Well, I did blow it up.
Sometimes people with certain knowledge have to make desperate decisions. What I destroyed in that building might end up saving this sorry planet.
This dumbass shrink has been trying to dissect my brain all week. He thinks the months I spent lost in the wilderness somehow turned me into a Loony Tune. Boy, is he barking up the wrong tree. No matter how many drugs they pump into my veins, they'll never make me forget what really happened.
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