The 500lb Locket
In the weeks that followed everything seemed like a blur. Like an organized, robotic blur. We were colonized ants following the scent laid down by our leaders, and we walked around as such. None of it made any sense, and I envied those who couldn’t remember how things were before. Remembering was the cruelest of punishments. Don’t get me wrong, when it came to punishing us,They went above and beyond with their imagination of cruelty; but even their unmatched resourcefulness for malice couldn’t rival the agony that came with remembering.