If I Was Sent To MHA

The Release from the Hospital.

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It ended up being two days before I was told I could be discharged. And during those two days I filled up an entire notebook with my bored doodles. No one came to visit me until today, and it was just a cat headed officer I really wanted to pet. He just uncuffed my leg and instructed me to follow him.

I was already disconnected from all the devices I had been connected to, and I had changed out of the hospital gown I was in into a plain black t-shirt and regular grey sweatpants. I had no shoes but I did have socks on so I wasn't barefooot as I got out of bed to follow him, making sure to grab the duffel bag and carefully swing it onto my back.

I was gonna need a few pain killers, but over-the-counter Tylenol would work until my back was no longer aching. Which was good, because a prescription would mean I'd need to spend more money that I don't have.

I wonder how I'm gonna even get around to paying the remaining hospital bill? I don't have a dollar to my name, I think. Also, I was told things would be explained to me before being discharged, so what is going on with that? Where am I going?

We soon enter the waiting room, where I saw the Chief waiting with Eraserhead, who had a giant rat in a suit standing on his shoulder.

Why do I have a vague memory of worshipping this rat?

"Hello, [Redacted]!" the rat greeted with a smile, climbing down Eraserhead.

I simply wave, as he sits down at a chess board.

"Come, play chess with me while we explain what's going to happen." He says, waving me over.

I sit it the chair opposite to him, and see I go first.

"Uh, can we switch pieces? I.. I think I prefer going second in a chess match." I request, rubbing one of my arms. He nods at the request, and spins the board around.

He makes the first move with a pawn as he starts speaking.

"So, [Redacted], I hear you have no memory of who you are, correct?" He asks. I nod, moving one of my own pawns after a moment of thought.

"Well, we have found out who you are. You are [Redacted][Redacted], you went missing, and were presumed dead, in 2024. If you didn't know, it's 3022. Almost a thousand years after you went missing." The rat says as he makes another move with a bishop.

I stare at him for a moment, before looking at the others for clarification. I get a nod from the Chief, who I think is Kemgee? I hate my memory-

"So, basically I own nothing besides what's currently on my person, and everyone I know is long gone. And if I was presumed dead, that means I'm never finding a way back because it would say I had been found and reunited with whatever family I had." I say, more for clarification than anything. I get a nod.

Darn.. so I'm alone. Why am I kinda happy for that? I feel like I loved my family, whoever they were. I do feel bad for them, because it would seem like I just disappeared off the face of the Earth.

I make another move. Eh, oh well. Nothing I can do, so no point in worrying over it.

"Are you not upset about it?" The unnamed cat officer asked worriedly.

I shrug. "Not really anything I can do about it now. I likely was born before Quirks existed, so I probably shouldn't focus too much on the past if I want to survive in the present. The world's bound to be more dangerous with almost everyone having some kind of power, and I'm entering it completely unprepared." I state simply, looking back to the chess board as I stretched. "Plus, I have no solid memory of my life before I was launched out of that portal. No attachment to what I had before."