1 Chapter 1: Where Am I?

It was a dark, cold surface. The feeling of cold marble rubbed against my cheek as I open my eyes to see a man stabbing my mother as my father laid there with his tongue cut out.

Mom! Dad! I try to stand up as I hear the blood splash everywhere and the murderer smiling proud of what he had done to my parents.

The killer noticed me, turning around as he gives me a ghoulish smirk, he stood crooked and bent smiling into me, smiling into my soul.

"You know it's your fault you should have listened." He got closer and whispered these words...

I.. it's my fault... I-

My eyes open as I see a bright light and white ceiling I do not remember.

"Huh? Where am I? What is this place?" I wake up from my sleep. Having no memory of what happened...

I felt the soft mattress and the smell of alcohol in the air. This is a hospital... what am I doing here...

What time is it?

I look over to the window seeing a woman who is wearing a police uniform, looking in the window, the amber-colored sunlight touching her face.

"Hello. Excuse me but why am I here?" I ask the woman. She turned around shocked and very glad.

"Oh my god! Jonathan! You are finally awake. She would cover her mouth in excitement.

"Jonathan... is that my name?" I say timidly.

Jonathan... that's my name... what's going on around here? Who is she...

"Ugh... The doctor warned us about you having a bit of amnesia or memory loss due to your head injury when you tried to apprehend the Death Grin Killer..." She sighed.

"What? What do you mean apprehend?" I ask her confused at what she is talking about.

"You are a detective named Jonathan Summers. I call you detective Summers and we were both investigating the series of murders involving the Death Grin Killer however the next time I saw you. You were in very bad condition and had a really bad head injury. You were in a coma for two weeks but I'm glad you are awake now. The woman hands me my police badge and a phone.

"Oh.. thank you..." I put down the phone and police badge on the table beside my bed.

"I should really inform the doctors that you woke up. I'll be right back." The woman opened the door and left.

I grabbed the police badge and fiddle with it... So... I'm a detective... that's interesting.. It's like I'm a new person...

Ow... I massage my head as I feel it pounding in pain.

The door opens with a doctor and the same woman from before.

"Hello, Mr. Summers. Are you feeling any better?" The doctor asks me as he seems to be writing down something.

"I feel fine.... although I feel my head pounding a bit... and my back is killing me," I say to him.

He nodded and wrote down whatever I said.

"When we found you. You were in very bad shape. You had injuries everywhere, I'm surprised you even managed to stay alive. Anyways due to a brain injury. I can conclude you have retrograde amnesia." The doctor tells me.

"Can he get his memories back?" The woman asks the doctor.

"Actually I'm not sure... it can be permanent, temporary or it can get worst as time goes by that's why we'll have to observe him for a while, in the meantime. Give him some time to rest." The doctor answered the woman.

"So does that mean he won't be able to investigate with me anymore since he doesn't know what to do now?" The woman asks pouting and sad.

"Not necessarily. You see retrograde amnesia usually involves the facts, not the skills. For example if Mr. Summers is a black belt in karate then he would still be a black belt however he would have no recollection of how he got it and who taught him." The doctor explained.

"That's a relief... I guess it's a bit selfish to say this but I really need you, Detective Summers." The woman grabs my hand. "Since I won't be able to solve the Death Grin Killer murders without you. So I hope you get well soon. I'll stay here for you." She smiled.

"Alright then I'll leave you two so he can rest." The doctor walked out of the room. Leaving only the woman and me inside.

"Where... where is my family?" I ask her faintly.

Her expression turns sad. "Your mother and father died in the hands of a serial killer when you were little... I know it's a bit wrong to tell you that since you just woke up but ya... so the chief adopted you."

"Where is the chief?" I ask her.

"Oh.. he's busy actually... He has been investigating the Death Grin Killer ever since he found out that you were almost killed by him so he asked me to stay here since we were partners and all." She smiled.

"What's your name... you've been talking this whole time and I still don't your name," I asked her.

"Oh! Haha! Right! I'm Tammy Evergreen! You usually call me Assistant Detective Evergreen." She gets all giddy and excited laughing.

I grab the phone from beside the table and as I opened it... It appeared... it asked for a password... Password... what's the password... maybe she knows?

"Hey.. do you know the password to my phone?" I ask her about showing it.

"Hm? Oh sorry, I actually don't know what's your password... perhaps your girlfriend knows?" She said to me.

Girlfriend?