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Inked
There was a list. A sheet of white paper that lay stationary on the table. Your names were on it. I scanned the list quickly and saw many of your names on it, and then I found my name. There were ticks beside your names. Red ink ticks.
Was it validation?
A check list?
I have no idea either.
But there was my name and only my name.
Yee Zheng Wei Nicolas.
I never saw my name clearly.
Because it was slashed.
Inked and slashed across with a burning red line that cut through every single letter of my name.
What are you telling me?
Hail Mary.