issue77:bande_dessinee
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WHITE. IT'S ALL WHITE.
I DON'T KNOW WHY OR WHEN OR HOW, BUT THE WORLD I ONCE BUILT HAS ALL TURNED TO PURE, DEVASTATING WHITE.
WHAT HAPPENED ? I HAD AN EMPIRE ! THIS IS INADMISSIBLE !
HOW LONG HAVE I BEEN HERE, IN THIS ENDLESS WHITE WILDERNESS ?
I WANT MY LAWYERS !!
I CRY, BUT NO ONE ANSWERS.
LOST. I'M LOST.
WAS IT APOCALYPSE ? WORLD WAR ? ENTROPY ? WHAT COULD HAVE TURNED MY WORLD INTO THIS ?
I LOOK UP ABOVE.
BUT THERE IS NOTHING OUT THERE. ONLY THIS INFINITE BLEACHED NIGHTMARE.
AND I PRAY FOR AN ANSWER : WHERE AM I ? WHATE HAVE I BECOME ?
WELL, WHAT IS IT, DOCTOR ? A FLEA ? A PARASITE ?
IF I TELL YOU, DO YOU PROMISE YOU WON'T LAUGH ?
GUESS I'LL NEVER KNOW.
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