I Am Not Andrew Laeddis
I grab my skull, reel back in agony as another wave of unbearable, earsplitting lightning bolts of pain shoots through my temples. I can already feel the ice pick probe cutting into my brain and splitting the vital connections to and from my prefrontal cortex. I can already feel the shocking departure from my delusions as once again the world as I know it is turned upside down. The truth will kill me....
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I do not own Teddy Daniels, Dolores Chanal or any of the other characters from the novel/ movie; Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane.
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This story will have no happy ending
one and only