Ever since a certain ‘incident’ your memory has been reclining in bits and pieces as you can only watch small sweet times slowly go out of reach within your memory, sometimes even large fragments, its gotten so bad you can barely make out some people who you talk to frequently.
You don’t know how you can stop it...and to put it frankly its getting worse and your scared to remember...the only thing guiding you is a promise you made to someone years ago...but who was it?
“Lee.” She puts a hand over your face waving it back in fourth over your head as you lay down.You feel your eyelids gradually go from half lidded to open as you take in the surroundings.A cool refreshing breeze comes in from your window lightly tapping you awake as the person speaks to you again.
The bed creaks as you turn on your side facing the person who called out to you as you look around your bedroom.Its mostly empty except for a bed, desk, and a side table, shouldn't there be stuff in here?Seeing your now awake form the voice turns around from the desk after arranging the pink roses on your desk.
“Lee it’s almost time to depart you should start to get changed.” she gestures to the suitcase next to the closed door to outside the room inches away from the door frame.
‘Depart...? I don’t remember needing to go anywhere...’ then again your memory is bad, as you think about it more she notices the confusion on your face as she sighs, and begins speaking.
“You forgot again....” she mumbles to herself before making eye contact with you and beginning again “You’ve had memory issues for 5 months now so as your legal guardian I've decided to send you to your home town to hopefully trigger some memories.” she states as you look up “Oh.” you reply dully rubbing your eyes.
She looks at you grimly as a reaction to your not-caring demeanor with your memory loss you used to be so sweet and caring what could have possibly happened?
Honestly how could you care or not care? This feeling is just utter emptiness to you...why are you feeling this empty even with your memory loss...you realize it.
She reaches out her hand to help you get up, you look up at her to see a horrifying face eyeballs scattered around blood gushing out with multiple mouths and a blurred face.
You look in half-shock resisting the urge to throw up as you hold your mouth and go to the end of the bed hitting the wall tears falling out the world is spinning around you blurring.
‘get me out of this nightmare’ you curl into a ball face in your thighs the blurred and moving eyeballs in your room suck you in...
“mmph...” you try to scream from your nightmare but all that comes out are muffles is something in your mouth?
“Oh~You're awake...?” You look up to see a young man with white hair and strikingly red eyes turn around and look at you.
Wait...you remember this? Wasn't he the guy who you met at the train station...?
He smiles at you as he walks to you cupping you cheeks rubbing with his fingers vividly with a lust filled face.
“You’re so....mesmerizing...” his smile grows bigger as his eyes dance circles around you swirling with green and red.
You try to resist thrashing and muffling screams with the rope in your mouth as your thrashing slowly comes to a stop.
Why is this so M̷̛̛͓͆̅͌̉̂̓̓͒̉̆̚ ̶͎͍̹̥̪̟̟͑́͊́̓̇̎͂̅e̵̢͍̗̬͖̗̺͓̲̞̲̊̒̽̔͊͌̀̍́͊̄͝ ̷̨͎͓̣͕͔͕̫̻̫͛͌͆͋̆͜s̴̢̪̤̥̟͎̎͋͂͌͐͛́̉́̓͋̎͘̚̚ ̷̢͓͚̘͓͚̟̠͙͔͂̿͆̓͑͂̌͛̇͝ͅm̷̛͈͉̜̞͉͎͖̩̼̄́͊̎̊́͌̆̋ ̴̡̡̠̦̩͕̖̬͎́̽͐͌ȩ̴̝̙͍͉̯̯͚̬͉̱̖̗͇̈́̈́̓̈̈́̓ ̴̨̳̙͙̗͇͕̞̎̍͐̔̑̎̿ͅr̴̢͖̲̰̭̪̖͙͎̙̖͖̰͂̐ ̸̖̖̟̦̺̠̪͉͍̥͎̥͙̩̀̑̄̄̀̎̋̚͘͜͝i̴̧̨̼͓̹̤̙̼͍̱̳̟̍̋̔͐ͅ ̶̻͖̖͖̈̓̽̈́̇̈́̃̓̓̃̐͝͝z̶̧̖͙̪̙͖͇͓̏̋͌̈́̕͜͝ ̸̢̧̤͕̓͐̋̈́̈́̉̽̓̋́́͝ǐ̷͚̫̊̔͜͠ ̷̨͓̱̝̝̆̑̅͗͑̿̋̀͘ͅn̷̘̙̜̘̟̼͇̼̪͕̥̺̦̝̗̋̊̊͆͊̇̆͗̈́̑͊͒͘͘͠ ̸̖͈̤͓̳̙̳͔̭͈̩̘̾̈́͂̐́̾̐̐̈́͋̿̚̕͝ģ̴̳͕̦̙̮͉̘̟̠̣̖̬͊́͌̽͋̑̚
The more you stared the more you wanted to stay in this never ending trance.
F̷͚̲̹̝̝͕̥̦̱̜͎͚̳̦̃͑͂̄̎̀̒͠o̷̡̠̘͇̼͕̮͌̈́̏́̑̿̇͘̚̕r̵̡̧̻̮̮̰̮͍͌̓̊̈́͆̋̎̾͜͜͝ͅĕ̵̤͖̠͖̪͉̰̹̰̯̲̐ͅv̴̢̛̙̖͓͚͇͖̤̖̓̇̀͘̚é̵̢͎̺̟͈͎̮̖̥͙̳̈́r̶̡͉͕̻͙̭͉̊̅͜
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