The Graveyard | Early Evening | Saturday | September 10
The memories were still gone and he still had no idea who he was. He had no idea where he was and he could barely remember leaving the library and ending up in front of tombstones that held no answers to the secrets that were locked inside his mind. He wanted to cry. He wanted to ask for help but he didn't know who to ask.
He took another step and pain felt like it was splitting his head open. He fell to his knees, holding his head and groaning. Flashes of light lashed through his mind, scraps of visions and memories long gone. There was one though, one that he managed to retain.
There was...a building. And he was there. He was there, standing next to himself. No, his twin. His twin was there and he was crying.
The vision stopped and the pain in his head abated. He was still on the soft, springy ground in the graveyard. He had a twin. He had...someone. But he had no idea what his name was and where he was. He was still alone and that one memory was so painful that he almost wished he hadn't regained it.
[Open, if you're in the area, sure!]
He took another step and pain felt like it was splitting his head open. He fell to his knees, holding his head and groaning. Flashes of light lashed through his mind, scraps of visions and memories long gone. There was one though, one that he managed to retain.
There was...a building. And he was there. He was there, standing next to himself. No, his twin. His twin was there and he was crying.
The vision stopped and the pain in his head abated. He was still on the soft, springy ground in the graveyard. He had a twin. He had...someone. But he had no idea what his name was and where he was. He was still alone and that one memory was so painful that he almost wished he hadn't regained it.
[Open, if you're in the area, sure!]