Declining Memories

In the early morning, Auri pushed a food cart to Angor's room and saw Angor buried among piles of papers. The floor was also full of discarded notes.

When Angor did not respond to her arrival, Auri crouched down to clean the floor up.

While at it, she randomly glanced at the complex shapes and symbols she couldn't recognize. Strangely, she found it harder and harder to look away as if the incomprehensible contents had become alive and were now persuading her into following their guidance.

She saw a black door opening up in her view. The only thing she had to do was to reach for it—

Zap!

Auri woke up from her trance with a start and saw Angor standing right in front of her. The sunlight at dawn had added a dazzling outline to Angor's form.

"You alright, Auri?"

Auri shook her head to clear her thoughts. The paper she was staring at was torn into two halves.

"I… pardon me, sir. I was just—"