102| The other Neo
Where were the Bizarros?
There should be Bizarros. Neo remembered. He remembered it in his dream. He saw them eating him. Hundreds of them.
Had they gotten tired of the taste of his flesh and given up on him? No. He'd used his needle on himself.
He shouldn't be alive. He shouldn't be watching this version of himself still breathing. Neo saw the hole in his chest. It was there.
The needle piercing his heart had been real. So how was he still alive? How were they still alive??
"Why?" The forceful question fell out of Neo's mouth.
His other self still continued to crawl, pushing himself forward for some reason.
"Why are you still alive?" he asked himself. "Why didn't you succeed in killing yourself?? Why are you struggling so much??"
Neo's voice grew angry and aggressive. His fists were balled shut, and his blood was boiling in rage. The other him continued to move, crying and whimpering, but never stopping.
