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I don't think I ever had anything so scary for me I would spend countless minutes worrying about it. There wasn't anything so troubling I'd be wishing it away. At least...
At least that was the case until I met Agent Pierce. Until that point, my concerns weren't so different from that of any other teenager. It's true we weren't exactly from the neighborhood, but what teenagers didn't have secrets? The worst experience I've ever had took place at Pierce's hidden base of operations, where I was drugged, explored with a scalpel, and then exposed to extremes of temperature. That wasn't the end of it...
After having additional mind-altering drugs administered, I was then subjected to a virtual-reality where I was exposed again and again to a murder of the only girl I've ever loved. That, and everything else was done not to discover whether or not I was an alien-human hybrid. The blood-tests confirmed this already. What Pierce wanted was the secrets revolving around stones taken from the original crash-site, which I never knew.
Anti-wish...
The idea is almost laughable, because Pierce showed me what I hadn't yet realized. it isn't him I'm worried about, because he was killed shortly after he abducted me. It was what he showed me during my interrogation. Watching Liz die is not something I want to ever see again, and I hope... No...
I wish to never go through that a second time.