I woke up in a weird white room attached to a MAD (Memory Altering Device) with some scientist standing in front of me with a clip board, he smiled at me before sitting down. "Alexander..." He began, which is strange because I swear my name is Paul.
"I'm afraid the test went a bit wrong, the MAD seems to have...altered your memory completely." He smiled again, but this one was a bit more sheepish, "all of your memories aren't your memories, we're going to try and fix it but I'm not sure if we can get your memories back to you just yet."
"So you're saying the past twenty years of my life have been a lie?!" I shouted, unable to wrap my head around it.
"You're seventeen..." He chuckled as he said that, like fucking up my brain is a joke.
"If you don't know how to fix me, can you just wipe my brain instead? I don't wanna live my life as Paul the twenty year old plumber if I'm actually a school kid." I sighed, I think the MAD also altered how I feel emotions, shouldn't I be freaking out?
"Well...yes but...we'll fix it, trust me, Alexander, you won't even know a mistake was made." The man smiled again before walking out of the room and closing the door.
After about a minute of silence, the MAD attached to me started up again with the words "INPUT INFORMATION" on the screen, that was the last thing I saw before passing out.
Is this what I get for always writing "and it was all just a dream" at the end of my stories in school? Karma really is a bitch.
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MAD
RomanceThe MAD, Memory Altering Device, is still in its testing phases, what it does it in its name, it alters people's memories. Alexander Thompson was one of the volunteers to test it out, but something went wrong. For some reason he was given someone e...
