Chapter 8: Lost and Found

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Where am I...?

I woke up to the sound of crashing and screaming. I saw a man, dressed in a dark gray shirt and having gray hair. I was sore, everywhere. "Oh, your awake..." said the man sinisterly. "Who are you? Where am I?" I asked cautiously.

I grabbed my side, stumbling as I snarled weakly. "So you don't recognize me..." he said, chuckling evilly. "N-no, I don't." I answered. "I am Raymond Warren. You are at my lair, where you'll be staying." replied Raymond.

I was skeptical of him. He gave me a bad feeling. "Who am I...?" I asked. "You are Jessica Osborn, also known as Scavenger." He revealed. "Jessica Osborn..." I sighed. Scavenger felt like a lie. Like that's... NOT who I truly am.

I gave him a skeptical glare. "I found you under a piece of debris. Turns out you have amnesia." said Raymond. "Good thing, or bad thing?" I asked. "Depends." He said giving me a sinister grin I didn't like.

"What do you mean depends?" I asked, reluctant of him. "It depends on who finds you." answered Raymond. I tensed. I didn't like this guy. I didn't like him AT ALL. "If you leave, then who will take care of you?" He asked.

I froze, thinking about that comment. I sighed, relaxing my muscles. "Good girl," praised Raymond. I glared at him. I feel like nothing he says is the truth, besides the Jessica Osborn thing. Is that who I really am? Scavenger?

"Now, Jessica..." he started, grabbing my attention. "Let me show you to your room." He is acting as if he's my father, which I don't believe. Jessica sounds familiar, but Scavenger does not. Who was I before Raymond found me?

He showed me to my room and told me to get comfortable. I've been staying in his lair ever since.

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