I open my eyes widely, sit up, and look around me, I am laying in my bed. I try to sit up, but a severe pain in my head holds me laying. I can't remember anything after the part that we were walking, how did I come here? While trying to remember I think about that weird dream I had when I was unconscious yesterday... Who was that person from my dream? Why was I tied down on a chair in a laboratory? What was with that earthquake? Is my mind playing some sort of game with me or was it a memory? I sit up trying to ignore my headache and nod my head. What is wrong with me... Suddenly I notice there is someone laying next to me, with a better look, I discover a Spikey that really looks like a mess. I pick up my phone to watch what time it is. *11am*
"Shit, Spikey! Wake up! You are going to run late for your work!" I say while shaking her.
"Hmmm what? Please five more minutes... Wait, how, what time?" She says half asleep.
"It's already 11am, just get your ass up and go take a shower, you look like a mess!" I exclaim. She looks up to me, starts to laugh and says with an ironic voice:
"I look like a mess? Seems like you haven't watched yourself in a glass the last weeks."
"Yeah, yeah, keep making fun of me, but every minute you spend on doing that is another minute that goes to waste." I say trying to hide my smile.
"By the way how are you feeling? You didn't look well yesterday." She wonders. I frown thinking about my dreams lately, I don't really want to talk about them, but maybe she could help me.
"I am fine.. just, I had some weird dreams the past days, yesterday as well, when I sort of fainted I had like a flashback or something, but I couldn't really believe that it is one of my memories, even though it seemed kinda real." I tell hesitantly.
"Okay.. you want to tell me about it? We usually don't really talk about the serious stuff, so it's up to you." she says with a slight tone of worry shivering in her voice. Ok so I am going to tell her really briefly, she doesn't need to know about the part that I am tied down to a chair.
"Well yesterday morning I dreamed about my parents, but it wasn't a nice dream, more like a nightmare, I screamed in my dream and said I wanted something to stop" I say.
"Okay, well that happens, everyone has nightmares, what about the other dreams or flashback's like you call them?" She wonders.
"The flashback was this night, when I fainted.. I was in a lab, and then there was this earthquake and.." she doesn't let me finish my sentence.
"I wouldn't worry about that either, you probably just had a bad trip from the alcohol and the drugs. And there hasn't been any earthquake since ages in this region" She says firmly.
"Yeah you are probably right, maybe I just overthink things way too much." I shouldn't have told her, she doesn't get it, this wasn't just a simple bad trip, it felt real. Barbara stands up and says to me she is going to take a shower. After she leaves the room I take my phone and search on the internet.
"Earthquake in Plainfield"
Dozens of links appear, I search for the most recent one and I find out the last earthquake in this area has taken place in April 2014. And has cost the life of 130 persons for sure and another 205190 persons went missing and have never been found back. I try to find more about it, but all links about it have been scripted or blocked by the government. I wonder why... What was so special about that earthquake? Why is every link blocked? I stand up, walk towards the bathroom, knock on the door and ask Barbara if she is decent. Once she said yes I opened the door and walked towards the mirror. My mascara and eyeliner covers my whole face, same goes for my red lipstick. My hair also looks like a mess. I start getting some make-up remover and take off the mess. That looks way better, I put my hair in a ponytail and leave one lock on each side of my face released. Once Barbara leaves the bathroom I take a quick shower without wetting my hair. Then I go to my room and put on light blue jeans and a wide black T-shirt. In my makeup table I find tiny silver earrings, as they look nice, I put them on too. Then I go downstairs to the Kitchen to find Spikey eating some cereal in a hurry. While I prepare myself an espresso, she runs around to take some stuff, says bye and leaves for work. I think about what I am going to do today. Then I decide just to take a closer look in the house, search for any information that could help me find out some more about my past. I try the rooms where I haven't been yet, all of them are empty. There is a door in a corner which is locked. I go downstairs to search for a key, I try each drawer I can find, but the key is nowhere to be found. I go to my grandma's room and open the door. "Grandma?" I find her next to the window in a chair, reading a book.
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Psycho Case
Mystery / ThrillerCaty, a young women, suffering from memory loss, tries to find out what happened to her parents. On her path searching for clues, she gets tangled with a way darker story than she would have every imagined.