The Ghost Project

II: The Requiem

I sat in my room laying on the hard metal machine staring at the ceiling with even more questions being put in my head. Apparently this has happened before and I cant stop it. My fear is that the more the memories come in, the more pain I will feel. Why am I here? What put me here? What put US here? All of us. I say about a million people are here. Including me. So something happened. I laid on the machine and thought about this when Lily walked in my container.

"Are you okay Damon?" she asked

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just......confused."

"Damon, you cant keep doing this."

"Why not? I cant remember what the hell happened to me anyways. And you're acting like you care. I don't even know you. I'm saying I've never known you."

Lily looked at me with a familiar face. If she is telling the truth than I've started over too many times. I've lived this part of my life over and over again. I don't even know how old i am. Or whens my birthday. Did i ever know my birthday?

Night began to fall and I felt like there was no point in falling into this memory eraser machine. I don't even see the point of it. The Ghost Project? He acted like i knew what that was. Maybe ill know in the morning. Or not. Considering I have to sleep in this machine.

"Damon" Lily's voice entered the container as I finished changing into the night clothes.

"Take this."

She handed me some pills and than put a ring on my finger.

"Whats this for?" i asked.

"The pills are for steady mind and the ring is a Requiem type thing."

"Well that's satisfying to know. Whats a Requiem?"

"Its a thing of remembrance. A charm."

"A charm? A charm is gonna help me remember who i am and why i'm here. Your logic is amazing."

"Just wear it Damon. Trust me."

I gave her a smug look and laid in the machine.

"Now where is this thing gonna.."

I was cut off. Once she put the plugs to my head I blacked out. But than i opened my eyes.

A fire placed in front of me. I felt tears rolling down my cheeks. My body felt weird as well. Than i looked down and realized i was girl. I wanted to laugh but all i could feel was sadness and pain. The house meant something to me obviously. Or meant something to her more like. Whoever she was. I than felt a hand on my shoulder.

I looked behind me and all i saw was a blurry faced man. But i felt comfort somewhat. Like a burden was lifted of me. I than hugged the man and i caught a glimpse of a ring on his finger.

"Wha...wait...wha" I said. Or at least tried to say.

The scene than faded and a flash brought me to a new one.

My hands were being held behind a tree I was facing. I felt the snow on my back. It was cold. Snow? I remembered snow.
I was pushed to my knees and yanking of my hair as it happened. I glanced behind me. Wait. Not me. Someone. Male. I don't know. But I glanced and i saw a man with a whip in his hand and a crowd behind him. The whip man swung. And......he felt the pain. But i did too. At the fifth lash he/I glanced behind and screamed something. I couldn't tell what it was. But than i saw the blurred man again. In the crowd. Just.....watching.

I faded again and woke up in the real world.

"FUCKING BASTARDS!!" I screamed.

Lily than put her hand over my mouth and held me down. I felt the pain of the whip on my back still. I felt every swing that was made. But it wasn't me that got whipped. It was whomever was being held to that tree. I was confused as I was in pain.

Lily held my hand up and made me look at the ring on my hand. It was the blurred mans exact ring.

"Why did you give me thi..."

I was cut off.....again.

I opened my eyes and realized something. This was actually me. I knew it. I could feel it. Taste it. Smell it. See it. For I stood in front of a mirror. I was in a tux, fixing my bow tie. A hand was put on my shoulder and I heard a faint "you ready?"
I was sorta forced to nod since I had no control over myself. I then walked out into the hall and opened two big doors. I could hear faint music behind them and when i opened them I saw a girl in a white dress. But i couldn't see her face.

I faded out again. But this time I woke up. But I wasn't awake awake. My eyes were forced shut. I could just hear.

"Lily that's too much. Put him in the dream sequences and let him get some sleep."

"Sleep? He's in a machine. He's not getting any sleep, he's just getting pain and feelings that aren't his. And how is this too much. Maybe I want him to remember, maybe I want him back."

"Lily I understand that. But he has what we need and if he remembers everything he'll go back to the way he was and almost get himself killed."

"You don't understand any of this. You know how hard it is for him to say he doesn't know who I am to me. Or how terrible it feels. All you care about is finding something that you don't even know exists."

"It exists!"

That's all I heard before I faded back into the machine. But it felt like actual sleep. But I could think. And this wasn't good considering more questions were put in my head.

Lily. Why does it sound so familiar?