What? Who's "Thea"?
From Create Your Own Story
She looks at you, startled.
"I'm sorry, is, that not your name?" She asks, embarrassed.
"No, well," you trail off. The thought strikes you like a lightning bolt. Your mind is a clean slate. You still remember breathing, food, bathroom hygiene, etc. but you can't think of anything else.What the hell? Why can't I remember anything?
"Stop killing yourself girly, do you see anyone else here dying about it?" The blonde boy says, his blue eyes narrowed.
"You mean you all don't remember anything either?" You ask. Everyone faintly shakes their heads.
"All I know is that your name is Althea Sune, it's the only thing I cling to," the boy with black hair says quietly.
"Same," the brunette says.
You look around the plain white room, small, yet has enough space for five beds and plenty of walking space in between. There is only window is small with plastic covering the hole. It doesn't give much light with the fluorescent lights installed above. The tile is a pristine white tile and the walls look freshly coated with white paint. The only way of escape is the door with no handle or screws, the door the brunette was pounding on.
"So..." you begin.
