Awake

…tick…tick…tick… This is what normal was. The walls are white. The floors are white, and the only color was the black lines that separated the tiles. Us? Our names? What are we? We’re normal…. We wake, we walk, we eat, we wait, we walk, we sleep, just like you…. tick…tick…tick… This is a normal life. This is what they want…. A perfect world…. please...help me recall the memories one last time….