The Cracks Never Disappear

The voice in my head never sleeps. The organization said it was schizophrenia, that it could cure me, and that it could make me a "normal person." I smiled and signed. Then I discovered that "healing" is a more advanced form of imprisonment. "Everyday" is a carefully designed test. And that voice that never sleeps is the sample they most want to extract. When I escaped from the mental hospital, I only had two things with me: a teleportation device that never had enough energy, and a version of myself that was teaching me how to kill them. The cracks never went away. It's just that some people want to turn it into a weapon.