96 Section 95: Blurred Identity

"Who am I?" a question popped inside my mind. 

My memories have always been faint, I couldn't remember some things in my past. It was as if someone made me that way. Perhaps, it's just me being a forgetful person. I held onto my head, dizziness started to distract me from Tristan's question. I must be the odd one here, I didn't remember anything about stepping into that facility.

When I sneaked into Caleb's hideout, nothing triggered my memories at all. However, when I saw the fake body Caleb's prepared before his hideout, it triggered something within my memory. Yes, I remembered mountains of lifeless bodies piling like it was nothing new. Not only that, after I tried to remember the scene, it made me remember the painful cries of children.

"Help me!".

"I don't want to die! Don't kill me!".