Who Am I?

Twitching on the ground the poor soul is faced with two brute thugs. "Lookie,lookie he's awake." Approaches him before giving a a hard kick to his face "We thought we lost you spongy.",although he can't see it he knows blood was flown from him. "Please...." He manages to choke out before the second brute thug approaches him. "Please what end it? gladly." Pulls out a gun aiming straight at him. he pulls the trigger only for a click to be heard. "Hehe, did you really think it would be that easy?" He lifts him up. "Don't worry I got something a little better." He gets a gas container spilling it all over him. "Hehe, you're name suits you, absorbing all this gasoline."  He lights a cigarette. "You want one?" He offers him a cigarette. "Oh right, you don't smoke but in a bit you will. "They put him against a gas barrel. "Bon voyage." He tosses the cigarette at his gasoline doused body being ignited he is unable to scream or give any sign of how much the burn is hurting him. His last sight is seeing the two thugs leaving from his sight before a explosion is heard and everything is pitch black. He soon sees a white ball closing in on him. "Hello little one..Don't worry you're safe now, you won't be in anymore pain." He stays looking in silent. "The silent type are you? that's alright there's not much to say. The human world can be so cruel you have witnessed it yourself but do not worry you aren't dead. I only have you in spirit to tell you not to worry anymore you will awake soon somewhere where you will never be alone, somewhere where friendship is everywhere." The light becomes brighter. "That's the signal prepare yourself for your new life Jet..." The light consumes him.

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