totalnoob

Forgetfulness can be a huge burden. Forgetting your friend's birthday, forgetting your phone, forgetting the day before you drank that bottle and especially forgetting the murderer of your best friend.

Regan, an 18-year-old girl in her final year of high school finally got the chance to reunite with her life-long best friend on a camping trip, and to sum it up, she was ecstatic. Heaven smiled down at her with unearthly warms rays of light, the grass glowed with a healthy vine green color and the sky was a wide expanse of blue. Everything was shrouded in absolute beauty and even the rocky terrain of the entrance to the camping site felt like clouds beneath her feet. It felt like a dream she never wanted to wake from.

Maybe because it was. It's a shame she was only a few hours away from being dragged back to earth by the sirens of an ambulance and police.

Days later, she walks the halls of her school with no recollection of what happened and no scars except for the chilling moment where the lights are switched off and she runs for her life, chased by a monster she didn't even know. In those moments, she's reminded that her blank memory must be rewritten and soon before her nightmares take over.

Spiderweb

"Vixen, are you tired?" Media muttered.


"Huh?" Vixen asked, turning to Media in surprise.


"Oh, um," Media stuttered flusteredly when she locked eyes with him suddenly, "I'm asking that because this work seems stressful."


"Hmm?" Vixen cocked his head, "what do you mean?" 


"I mean… you seem to have a lot to do, having to look after people before you even have the time to eat," Media explained, "it would be annoying for me if I had to eat after everyone else and have to work on an empty stomach."


Vixen stared at Media blankly. 'Hmm,' he thought to himself.


"Ah.. am I intruding?" Media asked, scratching her hair nervously, "sorry, I was just worried that you're tired and all."


'You idiot! Why would you bring that up?!" Media scolded herself, as she looked away from Vixen, 'you get so caught up in staring that you just randomly spit out sentences now? What if he's uncomfortable?!'


"Huh?" Media asked, turning to Vixen, "what do you mean?"


Blush