You wake up in an unfamiliar room, trapped on the second story with only a window for escape. Blood is on the nightstand next to you and there's a note with a warning and an address, an address that will lead you to a shop filled with deadly secrets...
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Your phone buzzes. It makes you jump and you pull it out quickly, hoping it's You Know with information on who you are and possibly who they are.
You freeze when you realize that it's exactly who you were expecting.
"What's wrong?" Chris asks, stopping as his movements fill with concern for you.
You shake your head to clear your thoughts. "This phone only has texts from me and this guy for whatever reason."
"Spooky," Chris says, peering over your shoulder. "I wonder if you deleted everything before you lost your memory. Or... maybe this was a backup phone? Or maybe... I don't know," he laughs, scratching the back of his neck. You heart flutters at how close he is. "Maybe you... uh, didn't have anyone else that you talked to?" He winces. "No offense."
"None taken," you reply, steadying your breathing. You aren't here to fall for a cute guy. You're here because... Because you lost your memory and found a note that led you to this weirdness.
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Another one comes in.
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"Whoa," Chris breathes and you jump at his voice. He backs up, startled, guilt clouding his irises. "Sorry—I didn't mean to read—um..." He bounces on the balls of his feet uncomfortably.
"That's okay," you tell him, clutching your phone. If You Know is in danger...
Your mind flashes back to the room you woke up in, the two male voices outside the door.
