The red hand guided through a long infinite hallway. It stopped abruptly and opened a door.
Where am I ?
No this wasn't a door. This was a memory. They were my memories. But I don't remember having memories. I didn't thought that I had those.
"Why can't I remember?" I asked the hand.
"You will." It simply answered. "You will remember. Open the door now." And so I did.
"𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘚𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘮𝘦 ?" 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳.
𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬.
"𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶." 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦.
"𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥." 𝘐 𝘨𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥. "𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘓𝘰𝘶." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺.
"𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵." 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘴. 𝘞𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘚𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘢. 𝘐𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺." 𝘓𝘰𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘴.
"𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥.
"𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘥." 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘕𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦.𝘓𝘰𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴.
"𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘕𝘰𝘷𝘪 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘥..." 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦, 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦.
"𝘊𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩." 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘞𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥.
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