Adam needs help.

[decreeddarkness]

[Visible to all]I don't know who I am. I think that I'm called Adam, but that's the only concrete thing I remember. Everything else is shadows, outlines. One other thing I know for sure: This isn't where I was a moment ago. This village, this countryside. I wasn't here, wasn't in a place anything like this. I don't know what's happened, or why I'm

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[redfive_exe]

Yeah, I've heard that's what happens around here. I was traveling and got pulled in here, too. It's a tricky situation.

[decreeddarkness]

I don't really see how people are pulled in. From what I understand, it isn't as though we were kidnapped.

But it doesn't help that I can't remember anything. I know it's in there; it's as though--well, this isn't the most pleasant, image, but it's like a pipe, and you turn it on, and the water is building up, but there's a blockage in the way.

[redfive_exe]

I don't know the specifics of it, but it seems to happen pretty often. Often enough, at least.

The memory loss -- do you remember hitting your head or something?

[decreeddarkness]

No, I don't remember hitting my head, but it must have happened. I certainly have the headache to show for it.

[redfive_exe]

Ouch. Poor guy. I wish I could do something to help.

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[decreeddarkness]

It's remarkably persistent. Though now it's more of a throbbing headache than a splitting one, so I suppose that's progress.

The pressure is getting to me, though. I think I've had interrogations worse.

[redfive_exe]

Yow. Um. Advil?

[decreeddarkness]

Ta, I've been taking acetaminophen. But there's only so much an over-the-counter medication can do. It's all right, though, I was taught pain-management techniques in my training.