Mental Breakdown

The voice in my head terrified me. It felt familiar, yet I'd never heard it before in my life—or had I?

"Gaon, wake up, this is not the time to play around. You must come back fast!"

"What? Where? Who's talking?" I looked around desperately, hoping to spot a camera or some sign that this was all just a bad prank—a TV show or a metube stunt. But if this was reality, I must have gone completely mad from being alone for so long.

Then the voice vanished, leaving me with an unsettling message that something important had slipped my mind. But what in the world could I have forgotten?