Who are you people...?

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The question pierces everyone in the room.
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"Congratulations! You won the award for asking a question everyone else in the room had asked!" The boy with blonde hair spat sarcastically.
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"You don't know, who we are..." the girl by the door said quietly.
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"You mean everyone doesn't remember..." you trail off. Now that you thought about it, not a single memory appears in your mind. You still remember breathing, food, bathroom hygiene, just, no specific dates, names... people. You stare at everyone in the room, their faces unfamiliar to you. ''I could have been with these people since I was born for all I know!''
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She fell down to the floor, her knees barely cushioning her fall. The young girl with black hair seemed to have heard you, even though her ears were covered. She started to sob, the blonde boy next to her put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to him.
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"Well, I know that your name is Althea Sune," a small voice says. You turn your head to the young girl with black hair.
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"Do you know what your name is?" The boy holding onto your hand said.
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"Yeah, I know your name too, but that's it," the brunette adds. You can see the two boys nod faintly.
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"I-" you start. But you soon realize that you can't answer that. ''I can't even remember my own name! Who, am I?'' The thought struck you like a lightning bolt. You still remember how to breathe, food, bathroom hygiene. But you can't recall any names.
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"I don't know anything..." you say, trailing off. ''How does everyone know my name and not me?''
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"Althea Sune?" The boy asked again, his black hair sweeping down to his eyes.
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The boy with black hair smiles sadly at you. "Kinda hard getting used to."
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"No, I-" you start, but the blonde boy quickly interrupts.
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"No kidding," you reply, taking a shaky breath.
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"This is bullshit!" He curses, causing the other two girls to release another bout of crying. He turns his eyes, now a cold dark green towards the boy holding your hand. "She can't be serious Adam!"
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You glance around the plain white rectangular room. It was small, but big enough to hold five beds and still have walking space. A small window is the only source of knowing what time of day it is, plastic covers it, but you can see faint light coming through, although it was useless with the harsh fluorescent glow of the ceiling lights. You carefully note that the only way out appears to be a door, with no hinges, no doorknob, and looks to be sealed shut.
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"She did get hit pretty hard," the boy, Adam, said. His amber eyes that used to be so beautiful in the light was now clouded with dread.
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"So..." you begin.
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*[["-Why do you guys think we're here?"]]
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*[["-Who was awake first?"]]
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[[Category: Say Goodbye]]
[[Category: Say Goodbye]]

Current revision as of 22:59, 15 October 2014

"Congratulations! You won the award for asking a question everyone else in the room had asked!" The boy with blonde hair spat sarcastically.

"You mean everyone doesn't remember..." you trail off. Now that you thought about it, not a single memory appears in your mind. You still remember breathing, food, bathroom hygiene, just, no specific dates, names... people. You stare at everyone in the room, their faces unfamiliar to you. I could have been with these people since I was born for all I know!

"Well, I know that your name is Althea Sune," a small voice says. You turn your head to the young girl with black hair.

"Yeah, I know your name too, but that's it," the brunette adds. You can see the two boys nod faintly.

"I don't know anything..." you say, trailing off. How does everyone know my name and not me?

The boy with black hair smiles sadly at you. "Kinda hard getting used to."

"No kidding," you reply, taking a shaky breath.

You glance around the plain white rectangular room. It was small, but big enough to hold five beds and still have walking space. A small window is the only source of knowing what time of day it is, plastic covers it, but you can see faint light coming through, although it was useless with the harsh fluorescent glow of the ceiling lights. You carefully note that the only way out appears to be a door, with no hinges, no doorknob, and looks to be sealed shut.

"So..." you begin.

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