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Chapter one, The beginning of the end The sound of machines filled his dreams. Stuck a silly thing to be scared of; The growling and screeching of their empty shells they called bodies. How silly to be scared of his own makings... His beasts. "Stan!" a voice from far off called to him, Hurrah a way out. Stanford's eyes snapped open. Sweat beaded his forehead. "Where am I?" such a stupid question, He knew where he was. "Sleep has clogged your memory," said a burly voice, He repeated the question "Well let's see, You've been asleep for an hour..Doesn't seem possible for you to disappear while sleeping. So where you fell asleep, Your father's h