(Her face is red because she's embarrassed and nervous.)

"Sis, there's someone you need to test!" The guard said.

"Let me-!"

Is that... my Memory?

"Thank you brother. Please leave."

He left.

"Hello, Cydea."

"That's not my name."

"Is it now?"

"My name is Cici."

Memory stared into my eyes. "Look. Cici. I'm going to find her. I care about her too much, and I need to find her. Her parents are shit, and when I find her, we're going to live here. Together!"

She's trying to manipulate you.

"Sounds fun."

"You sound like her."

"That's two people who think that."

"You're even cold like her. Tell me, have you ever had a girlfriend?"

"No."

"Do you like girls?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Why does it matter?"

"Cydea does."

"And I'm not Cydea."

"What does 'The Room' mean to you?"

She... she knows. She's going to know.

"You're... manipulative! You are not making me go there!"

"So you know what it is."

"You're not my Memory! Who are you?!"

"Your Memory is in the room."

"W-what?"

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