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THE LAST
PROTOTYPE
The stench of rotting garbage filled his nostrils. Groaning, he groggily moved through the trash heap he lay on. He opened his eyes wearily and spilled out of the large rubbish container. "Where.?"
Plucking a rotting discarded banana peel off his wild blonde hair, he looked down and examined his jacket. The dark blue jacket hung loosely around the sleeves and snugly around his body. His baggy jeans sported numerous stains from the trash dumpster he awoke on. He looked at his black t-shirt underneath his unzipped jacket- it sported a decal of a large yellow "Z" in a strange stylish font. "Where am I?" he asked himself. Then he froze and asked, "Who am I?"
It was the middle of the night when he finally wandered out of the alley where he found himself. He didn't know where he was going- he just kept walking. His mind was a dizzy haze of blackened foreign thoughts rushing through his head. He squeezed his eyes tightly as he tried to dig up any familiar memory of his past and identity. He kept walking for hours and could still find no answers to his self-imposed questions. His heavy boots thudded against the pavement of a desolate road as he kept on walking in a semiconscious daze.
Suddenly, the road in front of him lit up. When he realized that the light was coming from behind him he turned around and saw two pairs of bright lights slam into him.
"Oh shit!" A voice screamed as the lights shut off. The large powerful beast that had crashed into him left him lying motionless on the ground a few meters away- a thick streak of red spattered all over his face and the road. A brief clicking and clunking of a machine filled the air as three pairs of feet ran over to his still body.
"You idiot!" One screamed at another, "You've killed him!"
"Hey! You're the one who was driving, bitch!" the other voice shot back at the first.
"fuck, stop it!" the third yelled silencing the other two, "We gotta' do something about this guy!"
"Well what?" the female second voice snarled, "What the fucking hell was he doing out here anyway? In the middle of the fucking road?"
"What the hell were you looking at? If you were driving you should've seen him!" the first voice screamed at the second.