Just woke up..
As if I didn't exist until this very moment..
Like I was made for a single purpose..
Falling towards a cluster of structures..
Not even sure I have a name..
Timothy, perhaps or Bent..
Maybe I don't need one..
My body feels so cold. Metallic and ready to blow..
So scared..
I see living beings moving about between the buildings..
Must resist landing on them..
I am falling towards an entire city of living creatures..
I must have been made for a horrible purpose..
Made to kill those innocent creatures..
My innards feel ready to blow..
Must redirect all that rage and hate built into my body..
I can barely resist the pull..
Fighting it with everything I have..
Not sure how long I ca...