Lead weights reached up to latch onto my body and drag me down, pulling me further and further, picking up speed, until I was pulled so deep into the blackness that I thought I would drown...
These cases were more than just important. They were crucial. They held the answers. They were everything.
My room smelled musty, the air thick with secrets. My only company was the steady whoosh of my breath entering and leaving my nostrils.
A grand desk crouched before me, resplendent in rich mahogany carved with whorls of inlaid silver filigree. It was as expansive as a father holding his arms open to his daughter. The stacked books on its surfaced held yellowing pages bound by bent spines. It was an old desk.
Which was why the gleaming silver laptop was so noticeable. If the different iterations of my life were so incongruous, why shouldn't my workspace be?
Wood shelves covered three of the walls. The fourth housed floor-to-ceiling windows looking out on... What? A classroom? A laboratory? Another office?
In a corner of the room a flat screen television did its best to avoid notice. The channel showed global news. An anchor read somberly from a telecaster somewhere off-screen, his face grim. He droned on about some virus that started with the letter 'Z', and my eyes flicked over to the screen for the tenth time, reading the words scrolling across the bottom: 'Special Report: The Lost Generation'.
I returned my attention to the computer before me, continuing my research. But for what? A school assignment? Work? I read through the cases over and over again: Sandee, Henry, Clive, KC. Sandee, Henry, Clive, KC.
Amnesia was much more complicated and traumatic than most people would ever know. Losing your memory could truly change someone.
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Vicious Memories
Mystery / ThrillerTHE MAZE RUNNER for ADULTS --- Things Oliver doesn't know: How he washed up on this island. What the blank keycard in his pocket opens. Who he murdered. When Oliver wakes up he's drowning in the surf, with no memory of who or where he is. Before he...