Author Topic: The Sanity Project [Everyone's a Little Crazy]  (Read 4248 times)



I wake up a few hours later, with a massive hangover

I keep walking, my head down low. I find a wallet on the street, and I pocket it when I think nobody is looking. While I slide the dropped wallet into my pocket, I notice something else in there. Some kind of card. I pull it out, and it turns out to be an ID card, nearly identical to the one in the wallet, besides the fact that it had my identity rather than John Stewart Phillip's.

After the situation had been calmed downtown, I was escorted to the jail and tossed into a cell. To add insult to injury, a harmonica was lying on the bed. I picked it up and began playing, bored in a matter of seconds.

"Ugh."
I keep walking.
"God damn this city goes forever."

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