Chapter 3: Ecnarbmemer

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"Hold on a second. I definitely need to tell you something," Joziah remarked, after I had finished my story. My head hurt from trying too hard remembering the past. I needed to be paid for this. It was too stressful.

"Alright, but tell me after I relax. How 'bout we watch a movie?" I asked, my pick already in mind. "Do you guys have DVD players in this place?"

"Um, no. But I can get any movie you want. We keep it for the patients. What do you want to watch?" He asked. I had a sly grin on my face.

"How do you feel about Star Wars?" I questioned, grinning like a madman. He gave me a strange look, and then typed something into his phone-thingy. Don't ask me exactly what happened. It was too high-techy for me. Something went to something, and bam! We had Star Wars playing. I started with one, because I personally like that episode. When we got to the part where they test Anakin's blood, he started talking.

"You ready?" he asked, out of the blue. "To talk, I mean."

"Ummm--" I was unsure about what to say. "Yes?" He gave a weak laugh.

"Alright, then. You know how you were having trouble remembering parts of your past? Well, us doctors have have a term for that. It's called "Ecnarbmemer." He kinda snorted, and it took me a while to figure it out.

"Haha, very funny," I said, glaring.  Gosh he was so annoying sometimes!  He just laughed, and started talking again.

"So we can keep watching this Anakin boy screwing up his life, or I can tell you what you probably need to know." He gave me no option.  Again, I hated not being in control.

"Fine," I growled, not happy with his sing-song tone.

"Then you better pause the movie, 'cause this gets complicated."

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