Part 7

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Ollie woke Randall up the next morning for some breakfast. He welcomed it.

The family tried once again at breakfast to try to jog his memory. But he still remembered nothing. He was squinting to just be able to see.

"How's your head this morning?" Rambo asked.

"Hurts."

"I notice you are squinting hard. The concussion might be something bad." Ollie said.

"You should still stay in bed for a few days and rest, Alex." Rambo said.

Randall nodded. He was grateful for the food, but he still didn't feel good.

After breakfast, he went back to bed after he had been given some of his medicine from the doctor.

Tyson and Adrian went outside to do some chores. They had lots of monster animals, nearly comparable to what humans kept as pets and livestock. They lived on a good sized farm.

When Alex was better, maybe having him learn to do some chores would be good for him too. His lower arms and the left upper arm could do things while the upper right one healed.

Rambo and Ollie talked to each other about what they thought of their guest.

"What do you think of him?" Rambo asked.

"I don't know. He seems nice, but I have noticed the marks on his wrists. I hope he's not a bad guy." Ollie replied.

"He might have been mistreated too by someone. His nature seems innocent enough. He might just have vision problems too."

"We'll see as time goes on. I just don't want him causing trouble."

"We'll help him with his problems. I'm sure he's not trouble. He might have been in the river to escape someone terrible. He doesn't have the sure muscle strength of most monsters. Someone had to have been taking advantage of him."

There were so many possibilities to what their guest had gone through, just before he lost his memory.
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Randall spent a few days in bed until the headache passed. Then he started going outside with the two kids to see their animals and home. He had to be careful with his arm yet. But he was allowed to help feed them and pet them.

He even played some games with the boys. He was well enough to do that. Adrian and Tyson or Ty, did find out he had a sense of humor.

The following week, Rambo took Randall back to the doctor and found the concussion was gone, but he tested his eyes and it was found that he had bad vision after all.

Some glasses were ordered, as well as contacts were given. Until the glasses arrived, he was to still take it easy so he didn't get in trouble with his bad vision.

The glasses arrived later in the week and Randall was glad to have them. His eyes were open wide and he could see purely. And he did learn how to wear the contacts, if a little hesitantly at first.

His shoulder was also checked. It was alright. He went back with Rambo without the sling.
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Two weeks after being there, Randall came outside after lunch one day and saw Rambo working on his truck. It was having some problems. He went over to see if he could help.

Rambo welcomed him to handing him his tools.

As he was watching, something about a machine flooded the lizard's mind. It caused him to drop the wrench on Rambo's head by accident.

"OW! What was that for?" Rambo cried out and got out from under the truck. "Alex, why did you drop the wrench on me?"

Randall shook his head. "I'm sorry. I saw something. Something about a machine."

"It might have been a memory. That's good that one came on. Maybe you were a mechanic?"

"Maybe. But I still don't know."

"Hey Dad!" Ty called out so suddenly, it surprised Randall. He jumped and turned invisible.

"Whoa!" Rambo said. "Alex?"

Randall reappeared. He had no idea what just happened.

"Dad! Adrian wants you to see something in the barn." Ty came up.

"Take it easy, Tyson. Don't spook Alex. He just had a reaction to you spooking him. Appears you might have the gift of camouflage. I don't know many monsters that can do that." Rambo said. "But yes, I'll see what he wants."

Randall still stayed at the truck. He was still in shock. What had he just discovered?

He went to the red truck and tried to think of the color red. He turned red like the truck. He looked down at himself and his body was the same color as the truck.

He was impressed. Seems he could change colors too, not just turn invisible.

Randall tried to practice changing colors through the day after he had helped finish helping Rambo with the truck. The big father crab was impressed with the lizard's ability to change colors. He had never known anyone else to have it, but he had heard of it. It was a very rare gift.

Later on, he showed the whole family what he learned how to do with the changing colors.

Randall decided that through the days, he would wear his contacts, but wear the glasses at night and in the mornings. His glasses also gave him away if he turned invisible.

School soon started up again for the kids and a bus came by every day to pick them up.

Ollie was more of a home worker. Rambo went to work as a mechanic. So Randall spent his days with Ollie. She asked him questions, and they were all the same answer: "I don't know, or I don't remember."

She wanted to know more about Alex's history, but his memories were just a blank.
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Authorities had been looking for Randall for a few weeks now and found no sign of him, though they had found a sign of his footprints on a shore and a trail at one time. But it had disappeared after showing he had gotten into a vehicle.

There was no way of telling where he had gone now. He could have stolen a car and they checked reports of any stolen vehicles. There were some and had been found, but no signs of Randall having been in them.

Randall's trail was growing colder, but his case would remain open. There was still a chance he could still show up and Mike and Sulley was where he would most likely show up first.

Randall's lawyer had been working on getting him out of the asylum and the judge had said he could get out, but he was shocked to learn that his client had disappeared. But if he was found, he would be going straight to prison. That would be the next step if he was ever caught again.

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