Her Identity

ETHAN'S POV:

"So what are we going to do about Janice?" Daniel asked rubbing his face tiredly. We had to lock Janice up in her room, cause for some reason she's been trying to run out of the house... and we can't have a faceless person scaring the shit out of humans.

We tied both her hands and legs, then inject her with a sleeping drugs. I hate doing such to Janice, but I guess this is for the best.

"I am out of ideas." I sighed, plopping down on the sofa tiredly.

"I never knew he would be able to do such to Janice, since she's the author of the story... I guess is possible since he used the magic pen to make her a character in a book she wrote herself. Damn, this is too bad." Daniel said sadly.

"We have to find a way to give Janice her face, and help her remember." I tried coming up with ideas, but I had none. My head is literally blank.