CITIZEN DOSSIER

Blood, body parts, chaos! "Where am I?" I think to myself as I sit up. Wiping the sweat from my brow, I suddenly realize I am covered in blood. Scanning the room quickly, such a gore riddled scene lay before me. The floor soaked in layers of blood. Severed limbs and body parts strewn throughout the room. I rise to my feet to gain a clearer view, though only more confusion arises. The extent of the carnage is seemingly endless. What did this? What happened here? Suddenly I notice a shadowy figure across the room. As I walk closer a sense of terror seeps inside of me and yet a strange calmness keeps it from taking hold. Approaching the shadowy figure I notice blood dripping down from his hands. The sheer image alone enough to discomfort the bravest soul. As I look the figure over, I begin to feel a strange sense of dejavu. Then it finally dawns on me. The shadowy figure, the carnage in the room, the calmed sense in the face of terror. It was but a mirror before me.