Seven to thirty-two overnight (Open)
I have been back to myself again for some days now, and very relieved. Although now that I can remember again, I recall the island trick of turning us into children. That was only two days and I still had all my memories. Only my body was different. What if the village plays other tricks like the island did?
I suppose I wasn't too annoying as a child, though I'm a bit embarrassed for going round on my own and bothering people. I'm debating calling that man, Lex Luthor, who gave me the card with his number on it to let him know that I wasn't lying. It might worry him, though. I'll speak to him some time and he'll see.
For now, I'm considering buying some bread and going to feed the ducks and going to the library for more books and a possible visit with Richard. Basically, I have no direction right now, which was excusable in a seven-year-old with no memory of this place but is unbecoming in a grown man. Perhaps just a walk for now.
I suppose I wasn't too annoying as a child, though I'm a bit embarrassed for going round on my own and bothering people. I'm debating calling that man, Lex Luthor, who gave me the card with his number on it to let him know that I wasn't lying. It might worry him, though. I'll speak to him some time and he'll see.
For now, I'm considering buying some bread and going to feed the ducks and going to the library for more books and a possible visit with Richard. Basically, I have no direction right now, which was excusable in a seven-year-old with no memory of this place but is unbecoming in a grown man. Perhaps just a walk for now.