"I can sense it. Christmas is tomorrow," I said. "Something big is going to happen."
The witch nodded. "No time to waste."
She mixed up the memory potion with the herb, and Sierra and I both partook. We gasped as our memories fully returned. It was then that we realized that we had never truly existed. We were empty shells. Created by a rogue scientist, bent on conquering the world. But he had tried to wipe the knowledge of himself from our minds, and in so doing, wiped all our memories away.
We looked at each other and nodded, knowing what we must now do to be truly free, to truly exist.I looked over at the witch, who smiled at us as she slowly disappeared. She had never existed either. In fact, the entire town itself had been a facade.
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Dark Christmas
FantasyJonas and Sierra must figure out who they are and reclaim their memories... before it's too late.
