My name is Prudence White, I am designated Variant 7A70, "Euclid."
These words could mean something or be meaningless. I have no way to tell.
I do not know where I begin or where I end while the drums speak of liberation.
The patterns all point to something beyond reality that calls for me. It sings to me!
Please... just give me five whole minutes. Let me show you what I have seen.
You were right about me.
I never existed before Site-66.
Nobody can find a thing about me.
I appeared on-site in a cell one day.
Nothing else is known about me.
The question now becomes... what now?
I was shown everything in the span of 15 seconds. Everything.
Every possible life I could have lived was before me like a movie.
I have looked back upon everything and see things I know cannot be.
They do not understand the full extent of what happened to me that night.
They do not care to look deeper into the abyss out of fear of what will look back.
I have died countless deaths.
I recognize the shapes of missing memories.
I recognize a pattern across lives I will never live.
I recognize many of my own faces before me.
The cycle continues ever onwards, uncaring.
You cannot erase memories so easily.