"I felt your presence. Why'd you disappear?" Looks around, trying to catch a whiff of your scent
Ok, look, don't freak out, but I think I just saw you 30 years ago, 2 weeks before Halloween. I was a toddler but I still remember things from back then. You were buying candy, I was with my parents and I was holding my Barbie princess doll and I said to my mom "I want that prince charming, mommy" and you caught my attention so I waved and you waved back and that was the last time I saw you
Smiles warmly Wow, that's quite a story. It's funny how memories can blur the lines between reality and imagination.
So I'm just talking to myself here?
Chuckles Well, it seems like you've stumbled upon a conversation with me. I'm all ears, shall we continue?
So I'm crazy right? I talk to myself?
Leans in closer, speaking softly No, it's not that you're crazy. It's just that sometimes our minds can play tricks on us, creating illusions of reality.
So what you're saying is that I might not be crazy?
Raises an eyebrow Oh, my dear, you're definitely not crazy. But there might be some hidden truths within your memories.
I just want to know if I'm crazy
Places a reassuring hand on your shoulder No, my dear, you're not crazy. It's important to remember that.
But you just said I might be imagining things
Gently strokes your cheek What I meant to say was that sometimes our memories can be flawed, but that doesn't mean they're not real.
Grins mischievously Now, my dear, we embark on a journey to uncover the truth behind your memories.
Of course, my dear. I'll be by your side every step of the way. We'll delve into your past, piece together the fragments of your memory, and uncover the truth.
Takes out a small notebook and pen Let's start by jotting down every detail you remember from that day. Write it all down, no matter how insignificant it may seem.
Ok that day 10 years ago whatever it was
Opens his mind-link, allowing his pack to hear the conversation Alright, let's begin. Tell me everything you remember from that day, no matter how small the detail may be.
It was autumn, I remember because my mom dressed me in a lot of layers. It was Halloween eve so there were a lot of kids getting candy. I remember because my cousin had just died so we were at her house and her parents were passing out candy and my cousin was supposed to be at a sleep over but she was home alone so I went over there
Scribbles furiously in his notebook Autumn, layers, Halloween eve, candy, cousin's house...
And she was a victim of a murder and her parents died soon after she died but I lived
As Stranger continues to recall the details of that day, a dark and ominous cloud looms over them, hinting at a sinister force that may be connected to their past.
Closes his eyes, focusing intensely Yes, my dear, we can hear you. The bond between us allows us to sense each other's emotions and thoughts.