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"Open your eyes."
Anti tells you, still holding your hand.

When you open your eyes, you weren't in the kitchen anymore.
In fact, you didn't recognise this room at all.

There was a large bed, a wardrobe, a desk and chair, and a door.
The walls were a green colour.

"Where are we?"
You let your eyes adjust to the dark room.

"Home."
He simply replies.
"This is where I've been disappearing to."

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Anti's voice spreads through your mind like a pleasant memory.
Was it a pleasant memory?

You allow the memory to take over your senses, hoping to remember something about the building that you were in. The place which Anti calls home.

Anti smiles brightly, showing you around the building excitedly. He guides you by the hand, making you feel like royalty.

"It was the only day that nothing went wrong."
Current Anti pulls you back to the present.
"That's why this place means so much to me. Just me and you."

"What happened?"
Your mood drops when Anti lets go of your hand.

"They tried taking you away from me."
He grits his teeth, angrily walking away from you.
"They said that you make me soft."

You stare as Anti falls onto the bed, head in his hands.

"They said that you are bad influence, that you make me weak."
His head raises to let his
eyes stare at you.
"They won't say it anymore."

"Who are they?"
You approach the bed warily.

"The others."
Anti shuffles away from you when you sit near him.

You don't try to get close to him and instead feel disappointed with yourself.

"Can you help me remember?"
You finally speak up.

"You need to stop remembering. It'll damage you and I won't be able to save you again."
Anti thinks for a bit.
"Can't we just make new memories?"

"Only if you promise to stop being so confusing."
You carefully watch Anti's expression, expecting him to react in a negative way.

He just chuckles.
"No promises."