I'm in the cockpit of my shuttle. I barely even remember getting here. It's like I'm in a dream and it jumps from one scene to another and I don't even realize it. I'm naked, I'm dressed, I'm walking down a hall, now I'm here. But I always know what I have to do. Whether it's to find something, or blow something up, or kill someone. I do it without thinking. I do it without remorse. I do it...because I can't help myself.
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