A book as a pillow (open)

[badwolf]

It was an early Sunday morning, the sun was shining and the birds were singing. But all of this was lost on Will, who was fast asleep with his head buried in a large, and not very interesting medical book. Despite the fact that yesterday had been a Saturday, and he was supposed to relax, Will had stayed up all night doing research. Next to him was a stack of books, that were just as boring as the one currently serving as his pillow.

The subject of his excessive reading was, as it had been many times before, amnesia. This was a subject that Will found of utmost importance. The reason for Will’s interest in this was really quite simple. Will suffered from mass amnesia, he couldn’t remember a single thing from what he called his privies life. The only thing he knew was his name and that only because it had been told to him. Now while this was a problem for him, it normally didn’t keep him up at night, he was usually able to fall asleep without much of a problem. But lately it he had begun to have trouble sleeping, and when he finally fell asleep he had strange dreams that he could never quite remember.

These strange dreams, together with anther weird phenomenon that Will had been experiencing of late, where he would suddenly feel as if something from his past was pressing on the edge of his mind, unable to get in, had made Will duple his effort to try and find some way to rediscover his past. But unfortunately he had been unable to find a single method that could cure him. The closest he had gotten, was a piece of advice in a rather old book saying “If something is worth remembering, it will usually return on its own” Which wasn’t exactly what he had been looking for.

With a sudden twitch Will was pulled out of his sleep. It had been another night with strange dreams which he could already feel fading from his mind. At first he thought he was still dreaming, the room he was in was not his room after all. It was a very big, and very empty library. But he soon remembered where he was, and why he was there. “I have to pay more attention to the time” He said aloud to himself. He could feel the pain in his back that he had gotten from sleeping leaned over the table.

“Well maybe I will just keep sitting here a little while longer, maybe the pain will go away” again talking to himself. This was mostly laziness as he was well aware that the pain would fade faster if he got up and did something. But it was Sunday and he didn’t really have anything to do. He looked down into the book and saw the best advice for curing amnesia the book had to offer “If something is worth remembering, it will usually return on its own” he read aloud in a silly voice “Well I guess my life must have been really boring then hugh!”

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Now normal teenagers on a beautiful Sunday morning would have been outside maybe at the beach, hiking in the woods, or perhaps taking a trip to the mainland to get a little shopping down. Most at Ashford anyway yet there were the few who would gladly skip out on the crowed mall, noisy beach, and buggy forest for a good book. One of these few student was a girl named Samara heading towards the library for a peaceful read.

Opening the heavy doors there was a cool breeze that rushed over her exposed skin, after all she had been wearing a T-shirt and shorts, sending a small shiver down her back before she walked into the large room with an amazing array of books. It was one of her favorite spots on the campus and since she had read most of the books in her old home this was a nice change of pace. And so far it seemed to be empty except for her, simply perfect!

Well that was until she collect a stack of three or four books when she heard someone talking to themselves. Okay so she was really smart but when she got into this room at times she could be a little oblivious to the people around her. Turning around she noticed a boy with snow white hair with his back to her. Tilting her head she couldn't help but smile at the silly voice he used, I suppose he hasn't noticed me yet... She thought taking quiet steps towards him. "You know, they say it's bad when you start talking back." Samara told glancing down at the giant stack of books in front of him. "If you're looking for something on memory loss you might want to check in this one..." She disappeared for a moment coming back with an older looking, slightly smaller book. This one was specifically was on memory loss instead of an overly large medical books.

Placing it in front of him she shrugged simply stating, "It'll give you a good base to start on if anything. And shouldn't you be outside or something it's really nice out?" Part of that last sentence was she thought most of the students at the school wouldn't be here on the weekend. The second was well... she would like some peace. She totally wasn't one to prefer books over talking to someone.

[badwolf]

Relaxed as he was, and still a bit sleepy, Will didn’t hear anyone approaching. Even his enhanced senses that normally warned him when someone approached seemed to have taken a nap. Therefor he was more than a bit surprised when someone behind him suddenly started talking. He turned around to see who it was talking, he was a bit annoyed at himself that he had allowed someone to sneak up on him like that, ‘I should really be more aware of my surroundings then this’ he quickly thought. But he didn’t think there was anything to worry about. After all, if the person had been out to hurt him, they would properly have done it without making him aware of their presence.

When Will turned around to take a look at the other person in the room, he saw that it was a girl about his own age, a rather cute blond girl at that. He shrugged and smiled at her comment about taking to himself “Well there were no one else around, or at least so I thought. Besides it is sometimes easier discussing things with myself, and I always get my own jokes” He got more serious when she placed the other book in front of him. He considered if she knew why he was studying, but how could she? He had after all not talked to anyone considering his problem. It was something of a sore subject to him; he found it a bit embarrassing that he couldn’t remember most of his life, which perhaps was why he had never sought help for his problem. “Thanks these aren’t of much use; well I suppose they are for some, but not for what I am looking for.”

Her comment on whether or not he should be outside, made Will slightly raise an eyebrow, “perhaps, but it is a bit hard to concentrate on something, when you have a bunch of people tumbling around making all kinds of noise” he smiled as he said this. He didn’t really have a problem with other people, but it was true that they made it a bit harder to concentrate. “Besides I could ask you the same question, if I should be outside on this fine Sunday, they shouldn’t you as well?” He paused for a moment, trying to remember if he had been introduced to the girl in front of him at some point, he was pretty sure that he hadn’t “My name is William by the way, but I prefer Will if it is the same to you” he reached out his hand while introducing himself.

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Watching the boy turn around she was expecting perhaps a bit of surprise which did show if not a bit more but more so like he was expecting an attack. 'How odd,' She thought noting as he seemed to calm down once he saw her. Because of course Samara seemed like a giant threat to anyone who saw her not. His ending comment made her giggle slightly, yes she had a sense of humor she just didn't show it often. "Still its not a habit i think one should get into." She offered smiling lightly.

His demeanor seemed to change as he looked at the book she gave him. No she had know idea why he would be studding memory loss guessing along the lines that he had a class it was involved in or perhaps a family member with a serve case of it. Samara also wasn't one to pry so it would remain a mystery unless he offered something up. Shrugging off his thanks the girl simply said, "No problem, ever need help finding a book i'm your girl." Eyes drifting over the pile of books he had she nodded, "They tend to be more general stuff or just to much information for a normal person to make sense of."

'Hmm he seems to share my opinion,' She thought tilting her head slightly. "I could be but i tend to prefer books over people." Keeping it with a general answer, she didn't need to offend him in anyway by saying she also tended to think most of the student population was dumb kids with powers. "I'm Samara you can call me Sam or Sammy if you want. It's nice to meet you Will." She replied automatically by clasping the outstretched hand. "So is there anything i can help you with Will?" She asked after a moment trying to prevent that awkward pause that tends to occur after you swap names for the first time.

[badwolf]

“Well that might be very true, besides I think it would get boring in the long run.” Will smile, he had noted the small giggle, and was glad that his joke had gotten through. Joking was always a good icebreaker, and especially better than just being the strange talking to himself kid. Besides he realized that he had been to obviously showing his, maybe there is a threat, reaction. He wasn’t sure why he had reacted that way, most likely because he had just awoken. He now made sure to loosen up, and he caught himself wondering if his hair was a complete mess, and if it made him look like some crazy person.

He was really glad that she had given him the book, when considering how many books were in the medical section alone, he could have been months finding this specific book. And though he loved reading, it wasn’t exactly the most interesting books in the world. “Well I might just take you up on that offer” he answered, it would be really useful to have someone helping him find his way through the massive amounts of books. But as he thought that he got a little bit depressed by the thought that, no matter how many books he read, there was a risk that none of them would be able to help him with his problem. “I thought as much, and to make them even better some of them are so old that they are outdated at several points. And I am afraid that I am only a mere normal person, especially with regards to all this medical stuff.” He said the last with a smile to take the edge of the statement.

“Well that is a good point Sam, often books can be more interesting than people, or at least most people. But then again, if I never talk to people, then I would never meet someone who could help me find the book I am looking for.” Will actually very much liked to have people around him, especially when he had the chance to meet new people. But sometimes it was nice to be able to just be himself with a good book, or in this case, some not so good books.

He thought about Sam’s offer about helping him. He was guessing that she was quite smart, and she seemed knowledgeable, at the very least she had been able to find a book concerning the subject of interest in no time at all, which would point to the fact that she perhaps had already read it. It could be of great help to have someone else know and help him with his problem. But on the other hand, he found it very embarrassing that he was unable to remember his past, and it was not a subject he liked to discus. He thought that perhaps he could say that it was someone he knew who had the problem.

But if Sam was as intelligent as he thought, she would most likely see right through it, and he felt that it would be insulting to try and trick her such a way, and if she didn’t see through it, then perhaps she couldn’t help him anyway. Besides that, Will didn’t like lying in general. “Perhaps you can, what do you know about amnesia? Specifically about curing it?” maybe he didn’t need to mention that he had it himself; if he didn’t say anything else it wasn’t a lie. But perhaps he would tell if it was needed, the thought seemed less embracing than normal, maybe because he had already opened the subject in a small way.

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She shook her head a smile in place, "Hey whatever floats your boat." Her amber eyes drifted over him for a moment taking in the relaxed tone and body posture. Yes he seemed to have calmed down which was nice. Sam didn't really think that he would actually respond to her like she was threat but he acted like he had been expecting one. Now he kept it light and joking. Which seemed a little odd but then again she didn't really know what to expect with the other students of this school.

It wasn't surprising he grabbed the books he did after all this as a massive collection of books. Samara had even taken some time to get used to it all. And if you didn't have a particular book in mind when you weren't reading for fun well forget about it. There was so much information in one room it was rather impressive. Thoughts being pulled back to him she smiled she spent enough time in the library to know her way around. "Yeah that's the problem with this place, gotta pick your way through some of the older books. Medical isn't really my thing either. I like mechanics much better." She stated with a small nod.

The small smile on her face spread slightly. "You have i point there," She agreed but still books usually weren't stupid with not so witty retorts when it came to her life. Most of the time she was one her own so she was used to it and it didn't bother her that Will almost implied meeting people was good. Not everyone liked being solitary after all. That was also partly the reason why she knew where just about every subject was located and which were the best books in that section.

Sam wouldn't have been to offended if he declined her offer after all he could be working on something that was personal or perhaps didn't know anything. Each reason could lead to embarrassment which she wouldn't want to cause him. She waited for his answer rereading the backs of her own little stack seeing if they still interested her until she heard his voice again. Looking up at the white-haired boy in front of her she nodded. "I know where the books on amnesia are there are a few about different ways to cure it. Fallow me," She said placing her stack next to his and started to walk the walls of books.

She didn't ask anymore after all that was really all she needed to know even if it peaked her curiosity a bit. "Amneeesiiaaa," She said quietly under her breath eyes glancing from time to time at the wall of books around her. Coming to a far corner of the medical section she started to scan the shelves. "Here's one," She pulled it so that it's spine was lying vertical as she did the same with three others eyes still scanning the books.

[badwolf]

Will listened with interest to what she said about the older books in the library. It had pretty much been his observation as well, thought he had not spent near enough time in the library to tell if it was a general problem, or if it was more specific to this subject. He was a bit surprised when she told him that she was more into mechanics, not that there were anything wrong with that, Sam just didn’t strike him as the typical mechanic. “Mechanics you say? Any particular kind? or just the field in general? I think that the subject that interests me the most is most likely history, and then of course amnesia” Will often speculated that the reason he was so interested in history was because he didn’t know any of his own, and with no knowledge about his past he couldn’t tell if he had been interested in history before.

There was a smile that spread on Sam’s face, but Will believed that he could tell that she wasn’t quite of the same mind as him in this question, he wasn’t sure of course, and if he was asked he properly couldn’t tell why he thought so, it was just a feeling that he had. But in the end whether or not she agreed with him wasn’t really important, since he felt that it was up to her to decide. After all who was he to say if one way of living was more correct then another, maybe he had been the same before, whatever it was had coursed his memory loss, though he quite liked the way he was now.

As he was waiting for her answer as to whether or not she knew something about amnesia, Will found that he was feeling almost anxious, this could very well be the closest he had ever gotten to getting to know something. Then suddenly a thought struck him, what if he, despite what felt like all odds, actually learned about his past, and he didn’t like it? What if he couldn’t stand the person he had been before? Then he shook his head, not only was it foolish to think about something like that, it also wouldn’t get him anywhere. Besides it seemed more than likely that this would be another dead end with regards to curing him. “That would be a great help, thanks” he wasn’t sure, but he thought that some of his desperation might have been readable in his voice when he spoke.

Will ran a finger over the titles of the four books that Sam had pulled out. They were definitely more specific on amnesia, and he felt hope rise that something might be written in one of them that he could use. “Thanks, I think these might be a great help” He picked up the books, he would make sure to read them all later when he got a chance.

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She almost wanted to laugh at the surprise. Yeah she knew she didn't look like the greasy male mechanics in a jumpsuit you were probably thinking of. Or perhaps another type but that's what she most often her, car mechanics. Eventually she chuckled quietly, "Yeah mechanics. The field in general. I loved tinkering with car engines as well as taking part small machine and putting them back together. Really anything i can work with my hands." History though that was an interesting subject probably her favorite class besides science or math. "How far back, ancient times or more recent events? Really i hadn't noticed you were into amnesia at all... any particular reason?" She said raising an eyebrow. She wasn't going to ask him if he hadn't brought it up and won't push for it if he danced around the subject.

He seemed to be very close with the subject though. Searching through all the big medical books when it wasn't really his thing. Then as she thought about the different books he seemed... what was the word? Nervous for the answer she supposed. That was odd. Him this was a very touche subject for him oddly enough. And as he replied was that desperation? Well this just made her want to find out what was up with him and amnesia even more.

When she pulled out the books she smiled lightly. 'Maybe this'll help him.' Looking over the titles she nodded, "The first has more medical references and theories, the second is more like other cultures ideas to cure, and the third has a back ground, and lastly that one is kinda a mix. So if you start with that you know which book to go to next." She smiled at him. That was one thing she was excellent at was finding decent books. "Amnesia is kinda tricky so you may have to read a few things on it." She said quietly.

[badwolf]

It quickly became obvious that Sam had seen his surprise when she mentioned her interest in mechanics. Fortunately it didn’t seem like she had been offended or anything along those lines. This was much appreciated by Will, as he would hate to offend anyone, especially not someone who had just helped him.

Just to be on the safe side, he added in a careful voice and with a smile “Well I am sorry if I sound surprised, it is just that you don’t really look like any of the mechanics I know that’s all” Fortunately she soon gave him something else to focus on with her next question. He thought about it for a moment, “Well I would say a good mix, but if I had to choose it properly would be ancient times. But as I said it is a close run”

He wasn’t exactly surprised by her next question; he seemed pretty obsessive about the subject, and it would naturally make anyone curios. Will wasn’t really sure if he wanted to tell Sam about his condition, since it was something that made him uncomfortable, and he was pretty sure he could find some way to politely sneak around the question. On the other hand, not speaking about it could inspire even greater curiosity, and maybe she would come to the conclusion by herself, add that to the fact that she had been a real help, perhaps she did deserve to know. He decided he would tell her, and perhaps she could help him, or at the very least she would understand why it mattered so much to him. He was just about to start talking when she said something else.

Will looked at the books as she pointed them out and told him what they were about. He was a little unsure when it came to the whole other culture ideas, he didn’t put much faith in anything that seemed too much like mysticism, but then again, he was on a school for people with extra ordinary abilities, so maybe he should keep an open mind.

“That sounds like an excellent idea, I think I will start with the mixed book, it can be as good a place as any to start” he paused and breathed, he had decided he would tell her. However much he disliked talking about it, he realized that he needed help, and he could only get that if someone knew he needed it, besides Sam didn’t seem like the kind of person who would spread the information to the entire school. In a low voice, and without taking his eyes away from the books, he started talking “The thing there is with me and amnesia as you put it, is that I suffer from amnesia myself, in a very major way”

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Aha so he had noticed Sammy saw his surprise or he gave a second thought to his initial response. She smiled and nodded before listing to his answer. Each had their own unique qualities. "It's cool i know i don't look the part," She said with a smile, "I prefer the ancient times myself." She added thoughtfully her mind being more learn from the past sort of deal. Yet there were still things in the present to be learned from too. Interesting when you compared the two side by side.

He didn't answer right away and Samara didn't really mind. After all it could actually be something that was private he didn't want to share with her. They did just meet so it's not like she needed to know his darkest secret nor Will to know hers. Whether he ended up telling her or not she would still help out in the way she could. Even if that was only showing him which books might be more helpful than others.

Turning around at the sound of his voice she smiled nodding once before lightly leaning back on the book shelves. "Mhmm glad to be of service," she said looking at Will. Watching him he seemed nervous again... but what for? She had only given him books and she had thought he was just going to skip out on the amnesia question. Raising an eyebrow to downcast eyes she wondered what was up. As he explained her eyes widened her lips forming a small 'o'. "I'm sorry Will, i had no idea." She said quietly her own eyes cast down. Now she understood why it was difficult for him to tell her. "How far back if you don't mind my asking..." She asked amber eyes looking up once more.

[badwolf]

Will smiled, he was glad that Sam had not been offended by his surprise. He thought a little about the situation and then said “Well you are right in that you do not look the part, but if I may say, not looking the part definitely works for you” So she liked the ancient times as well, interesting. He found the ancient times to be very fascinating, for one thing it was amazing knowing how much people had been able to accomplish without many of the things that people now a days was so reliant on. There were of course many other aspects that fascinated him, but most of all, he felt there were something to learn from the past.

He was waiting for her reaction to what he had said, he wasn’t exactly sure what he was expecting. In the past, most of the people he had talked to about this had already known beforehand, and so he had never gotten a look at how they reacted. He saw that she seemed surprised, and after that it seemed that she felt sorry for him. Definitely an understandable reaction, but he wasn’t sure that he really liked the pity, that it somehow made him feel small, on the other hand, it was nice to know that she cared, or at least pretended to care. “It’s no matter, you couldn’t possibly have known.” He said in answer to her apology. It was true there weren’t anything for her to feel sorry about, and no way she could have known his secret.

Still a bit in choke over actually having told her his secret, Will didn’t answer right away. “Well I can remember two years back.” He was silent for a little while after that, actually it was about two years and twelve days to be more exact since he woke up a strange place and didn’t know who he was, or where he was. “The first people I remember looked a lot like doctors of some sort, and they told me that they had saved me, that I was almost dead when they found me” It felt really strange talking about this. He didn’t really like it, but at the same time, it was as if he couldn’t stop himself, as if he needed to talk to someone.

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She wasn't sure what she had been expecting. Perhaps a drop in that part of the conversation? that's what happened more times than not when a guy commented (or lack of) on her appearance and her love of mechanics. At the most a start of a conversation of mechanics or something of the sort but not a compliment. Samara didn't really get compliments except by her teachers or her brother... yes that was lame but it tended to be the price to pay for being a 'nerd'. Her initial thought was he was joking or something so she turned her head for a moment. Then, still looking away, she answered, "Thanks i think."before turning back to Will.

Wondering if saying 'I'm sorry' had been the right reaction Sam's eyes wandered over the white haired boy in front of her. He seemed so nervous about it before... how many people had he told? Surely with that he couldn't' have told many making Sammy one of the few so it made her a little self-conscious on her reaction after a moment. "I didn't know," She answered, "that doesn't mean it doesn't suck any less." Amber eyes meeting his own blue ones.

So knowing and seeing that this was hard for him she waited silently for his answer. For a second she didn't believe she was going to get an answer from him but he did in fact speak up. 'Only two years?' She questioned eyes widening a little. 'It must be horrible, not know who you were or where you came from.' Though she thought it she couldn't manage to bring volume to it, she didn't want to hurt him after all. "And they knew nothing about you? Did they ever say where you were found?" She questioned voice gentle. 'Maybe if we can find the place he was found it could jog his memory... well if we could get out of this school for a bit anyway.' Samara thought not wanting to give him hope if they didn't tell him.

Running a hand through her bangs before brushing them back into place thinking in the silence for a minute. "I wont tell anybody you know and you only have to say as much as you want. Don't feel like you're pressured or anything." She added a moment or two later. Knowing if she was in the same position as him she wouldn't really want to go into much detail if she were to share... which she probably wouldn't but that's beside the point.

[badwolf]

Will noticed something that seemed like confusion in Sam as response to his compliment. It made him doubt whether or not it had been the right thing to say. Unfortunately for Will, proper social conduct was a skill pretty much learned through once life, and while he did his best to be correct in his behavior, he was often at a loss, in which cases he just went with what felt right at the time. He thought that it was odd how some people would give false compliments and the like, after all why would people say something like that if they didn’t mean it? In any case he had been honest in his compliment and he hoped that it was readable. But judging by her comment, perhaps it wasn’t as clear as it could have been.

He could almost tell what thoughts went through her head when she heard how little memory he actually had, it was not something that could be explained easily. It was something that went beyond what most normal people would be able to imagine. It was something that he had learned to live with since he awoke that day with no memory, but he still remembered the first days and weeks, how terrible it had been, and how many conversations with psychologist he had endured and how much anti depressive medicine he had chucked down. The worst had been the complete lack of identity he had felt, with nowhere to belong, and no purpose he had felt like a broken object that could no longer be used for what it was meant to do. But that had become better, he now had an identity and a purpose. Now the worst times where the times when he experienced something, and wondered if it had mattered to him before, when he saw friends and wondered if he had friends before, when he saw siblings or people in love, or on those rare occasions when he felt his slumbering memories trying to get through.

“The doctors who cared for me in the start, said that someone had found me on a cost somewhere and that I looked like I had been in some kind of shipwreck. They didn’t know where it was or anything about who I am, only that I was near death when they found me, and that they saved my life.” Will had no reason to doubt the people who had saved his life, perhaps it was because they were the first people he could remember? But he just couldn’t believe that the doctors would lie to him.

He looked at her when she started to talk after her break. He was obviously relived when she said she would not talk to anyone about his problem. Not that he had really thought she would, but it still felt good to hear her say it. “I appreciate it, it is something of a sore subject for me, and I don’t normally like talking about it” he was silent for a bit before he continued “But somehow it is still nice that somebody knows” He smiled at her, he thought that perhaps it might make Sam more than a little uncomfortable to have these things told to her, but it was strangely nice to have someone listening to his problems.

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Wrapping her mind around a guy giving her a compliment wasn't easy. If it wasn't coming from her brother then it hardly ever happened besides the 'Nice answer' or something else on her work in school. It was just surprising and odd... looking at his face yes it seemed that her thoughts showed on her face. "Just not used to compliments," She mumbled twirling one of her long pigtails around her finger. It was awkward and not really the time to discuss her social issues... ah well he deserved an explanation right? With all he gave up so far sure.

Right not the time because he was talking again. Listening carefully for any hint to what might help Will find his past but sadly she didn't get much. The water, just some place on the coast, killed her previous idea. The doctors they might be able to get a hold of but eh that wasn't likely. "That isn't much to go on but i'm sure that we'll be able to get some of that past back." She said trying to be cheerful tapping the side of her head with a small smile spread across her lips. "Have you ever remembered anything? Glimpses, sounds?" She said tilting her head questioningly.

The smile stretched a little big more as he seemed relieved. It would be a rude and just plain mean if she went around telling people about it. Plus Sam just wasn't the kind of girl to gossip, really she found it kind of annoying. So she had been right to assume that he didn't go around telling everyone. Well then maybe she would lay off asking him questions if it was sore after all she didn't want to push him to far. "Well I'm glad i was the one you told," She replied matching his grin. "And i'm all ears most of the time so if you ever need anything I'm here." She gave a slightly shrug of her shoulders.

[badwolf]

Will was very surprised at the sudden change that appeared in her behavior, before she had seemed so confident, but now she seemed somehow nervous. That was at least how he read her mumbling and twirling of her pigtails. He found it odd that she wasn’t used to compliments, according to what he had seen she was both smart, kind, and until just a moment ago, confident. Besides that, he had meant what he said about her appearance. He sensed that perhaps there were something she wasn’t telling him, but he wasn’t going to push. After all if anyone knew that everyone had something they would rather keep to themselves, it was him.

It wasn’t that Will hadn’t ever thought about trying to go back to the place he had lost his memory. He had tried everything to try and find out where it had been. He had looked everywhere for some clue about where he had been from, but all he found was a gap in information to match that of his memory. He couldn’t find any missing person reports, or any articles sounding his disappearance. “ No you are right, it is indeed very little to go on.” He was uplifted by her optimism, it helped. Lately he had begun to fear that he might never be able to solve the mystery, and that really hurt. He had to think about her next question a bit, “well it may seem a bit strange, but I have these dreams, I think they are somehow connected, but I am never able to remember anything from them.” He paused, there was more, but he didn’t know how to explain it without sounding like a crazy person. “There are also this feeling I get sometimes, as if something is trying to come back to me, but it is as if it just can’t reach me, if that makes sense?”

It was good to see that she wasn’t to put off by having a complete strange start talking about his strange life like that. Her offer of help really meant a lot to him, (he really hadn’t had anyone to help him before. Back at the place, he sit didn’t know where it was) where he had recovered from the accident and then trained, they had tried to discourage him from trying to find out, saying that he might not like what he found. “Thanks, you don’t know what that means to me” he couldn’t really find any other way of putting it.