I went back into my apartment after meeting up with Daisy, Marti, Angela and Tim. I had no recollection of any of them as I had my memory erased while still in Syria as a prisoner of war. I did see Marti staring in my direction once or twice whenever we were meeting in our group of friends. There were rumors going around that Marti and Juan had gone into a divorce, and that Marti had still been in love with her ex. I shook my head a bit before going back to the task at hand, which was restoring the power back on.
It wasn't until three hours later that I heard someone bang on the door. "DOMINIC! OPEN THE DOOR! I WANNA TALK!" A figure yelled from the video camera I had installed for security reasons. I stopped what I was doing and I went to the camera. "State your name and your reason from coming here." I said softly but calmly.
"I thought-"
"Speak now or I won't let you in." I warned softly before earning a sigh from the other male.
"My name's Juaquine Vargas. I just want to talk." He said softly before I looked and let him in. "Last house on the left, room 666." I remind him before shutting off the camera. Maybe I shouldn't have done this...
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Blackout
RandomA young man returns to his homeland, only to find it in complete darkness. Being a former hacker in the Marines, he does whatever he can to restore the power back. What will happen as he meets some old faces and new ones along the way?
