I woke up in a room that was not my own. I couldn't remember any events today from the time I went to sleep. My thoughts were muddled and unclear, questions and answers in mismatched patterns came and disappeared in the speed of a bullet train, giving me a headache.
Slowly, I sat up with a groan and looked around. The room was dark but not enough that I couldn't see completely. The walls were patterns of red and brown blotches, the floor was a disaster area. Clothing scattered and mounded in piles with hats on top. A mask laid on a nightstand near me, I quickly recognized it.
"Oh you're awake?" A gruff voice asked. I turned to the source to find none other than Kevin. He was wearing his new glasses, I held back a chuckle.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I was hoping you could tell me. I was on my way to the meet up spot with Johnny when my communicator went off about your distress. When I found you, you were out cold with a few cuts and a luckily mis-aimed bullet wound. Nazz and Eddy both had deeper cuts than you, surprisingly." He answered.
"Oh dear," I exclaimed. "I can't recall any events that happened today."
Kevin gave me an odd look, "How much of today do u remember?"
"Nothing," I began. "Not even when I woke up."
"Strange," He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Especially for you Edd."
I nodded in agreement, worried about what happened. "Are they alright?"
"Hm? Yea, they're fine." He assured. "Shocked but fine."
I sighed in relief. I would be absolutely terrified of myself if I killed them. What did happen anyway? Why can't I recall it?
Out of nowhere I heard faint laughter, a cruel laugh. I cringed slightly.
"Peur rien ne sentent rien."* I muttered to myself.
"What?" Kevin asked hearing my muttering.
"Nothing, it's nothing."
*fear nothing feel nothing.
