Aiza.

Chapter 5

Chapter V

Who was this girl? She looked exactly like Tiff, even down to her body shape. How was that possible?My confusion must have been visible because the girl asked me, "What's bugging you, Acey?"

The last part triggered my memory of her. She was the girl in my dream! Though I wasn't sure why she was calling me "Acey." That, however was the least of my questions. First I asked, "Where am I?"

She responded, "What do you mean? You're home! You're at camp!"

"Camp?" I replied.

"Man, you really are dense... The camp that we spent the last four years trying to set up? Ring any bells?"

"We made this?" I asked.

With that her expression darkened. "You're kidding right? Come on, Acey it's not funny anymore."

"Why do you keep calling me that? Who are you anyways?"

After that, a sullen look appeared on her face. "You... You don't remember? How can you not remember me? It's been only a year!" she started tearing up. "W-we did so much together, we worked s-so hard to get here and you're saying you don't know who I fucking am?!"

Concerned, I said, "I'm sorry but I don't remember any of this. Are you sure you have the right Aiza? I don't know how you know me or my name, but I've only seen you once before today and that was in a dream."

Tears started streaming down her face. It seemed like she was trying to form words, but no sound came out. Bawling she started towards the door.

"Wait!" I said. "Please tell me what is going on. Who was that guy in the white mask, Z? Where's my family, my friends, my home?"

She sat down, tears still streaming down her face. But she made no words. 

"Please." I begged.

"Fine," she slowed down her breathing and wiped her tears. "You were missing for a whole year. We sent out a search party to find you but when we got to your location, what used to be a warehouse was a broken down wreckage with dead bodies and blood spattered on the walls. At the center or the wreckage I found you. I don't know about the white dude you're talking about. You're here because this is your home and we are your family and friends. That enough of a refresher for you?"

She walked to the doorway then she halted once more. "I'm Katie Thomas." she said. "Great to have you back Cardona."

For the next hour I sat there in my bed wondering... Wondering who I really am, who to believe... Why should I even trust these people? I don't even know them, but for some reason it feels right, I feel at home. Was what Katie said true? It seems that her and I must have had some sort of important connection to one another before this, but I just can't remember. All I know is that I need answers as soon as possible.

Then the football lady walked in. She had a sullen look "You really don't remember?" she asked.

"I really don't. I swear."

"So you don't remember me either... I am Soraya."

"Who was Katie to me? I feel like I should know her but I can't remember."

"You were a very important person to not only Katie, but to all of us. You and Katie were both heroes of this community. "

"Yes but that still doesn't answer the question." I said, "Why was I so important to Katie?"

"How much do you really remember?" She asked again.

"I don't know. Nothing I guess."

She let out an sigh and shook her head. "Your mind is your most powerful tool, Aiza. Remember that."

"I'm pretty sure I saw that exact quote on one of those motivation posters with the cats on it. But thanks, I guess"

She smirked ever so slightly "A smart mouth as always, at least that hasn't changed. Get some rest child, you should be healthy enough by tomorrow to take a trip around camp. We'll talk in the morning. Any question you have after then, I'll gladly answer them for you."

I nodded and thanked her as she left me alone in the room.

Oddly enough, I felt a sense of familiarity speaking to her. I felt... at home.

The one thing she said that really stuck with me "Your mind is your most powerful tool". It seemed like I've heard it before, but trying to remember where made my head hurt; I guess I really did need some more rest. I put my head back on the pillow and almost immediately passed out.