The Dark Stone
Arya wakes up and can't remember a thing. Before she could understand her situation, she's continuously being chased and hated for reasons she can't quite understand. Not being able to find a better explanation, she concludes she has amnesia.
But there's a secret to her memory loss. More deep and dreadful than she can imagine. Will she be able to survive what lies ahead?
I welcome you, dear readers, to this journey of mystery, adventure and revelation that lies beyond the boundaries.
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Where am I?" My head throbbed and my vision was blurry.
"Wake up Arya!" I heard a voice call me as my retina struggled to adapt to the bright light and my mind felt as if it was emerging from nothingness. I opened my eyes and saw a boy, maybe 15 or 16, shaking me.
I looked around me; I was in a school cafeteria, bustling with students. The table and chair that I was sitting at were kept in a corner of the huge room, excluded from the lively atmosphere. Had I been sleeping here? And where exactly is ‘here’? What is this place? My mind was flooding with questions as soon as I gained consciousness, but suddenly theses questions seemed trivial in front of the problem that I suddenly dawned on me- I didn’t know who I was!
“Why am I here?” I asked, not being able to recognize the place and on top of all this, my head was spinning with confusion. Ha! As if I needed things to go worse.
“What are you talking about now? Don’t tell me you don’t wanna help me anymore. And how the hell did you managed to fall asleep amidst this entire ruckus?” the boy pointed towards other areas of the room where students were fighting, running, some girls were screaming in the center- an amazing scene like a cheery on top of a cake. Was this really a cafeteria? Because they seemed to be doing almost everything except having a meal, but I couldn’t bother. I was in no condition to do so. Everything felt blank- I couldn’t remember anything! My name, this place, this boy in front of me- I remembered nothing! I tried to remember or recall something-anything of importance. Nothing.
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MiraNavi · Fantasi
