You don't remember everything.But you do remember that you are a woman, as you verify by looking down, and having most of your view blocked by your breasts. And you have a head. You put your hand on your neck stump. "Scratch that".
"Where is my head? Who am I without my head?" you start to wonder. You decide that you are still you, but now you have to get used to being without a head. At first you are tempted to look for it, but have a weird feeling that it is gone for good. You look around to your headless neighbors. The other people are...
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