Locked in a house, and the key’s thrown away,
is there a limit to how long I stay?
Can’t go outside, too much radiation.
Guardians in their stations, telling us about damnation.
Pray to the Creator, put sin to a cessation.
But I see a shining duck, ever so bright,
Leading the way out of my plight.

Tell Guardian Rich, he’s fuming and frightened.
His grasp on my arm has tightened.
Tell the Mentors, dragged by the Supervisor
To the metal machine – the soul divisor.

Love comes in the way in the form of a car,
With a person inside – who’s on his dad’s radar.
He comes and embraces me, butterflies in my heart,
Before the Guards drag us apart.

Comes back again with a strange book,
Dusty and black like a rook.
He promises to save me from this hellhole –
Mine and his only goal.

The day comes where he tells me everything –
That my best friend had been mutilated like a plaything.
Other people in other people’s bodies
To create unnatural, horrifying copies.

The Supervisor comes with her whole crew,
And pin me to a seat as though I’m made of tissue.
Guns don’t work. Nothing does. I’m about to turn to
Nothingness when Guardian Rich says he loves me. Breakthrough.
I wake up. Arthur’s dead. A note for me. I am who?