Kidnapped!
I kicked a few metal trash cans along the way, boring small dents on their rough coat - I don't know at this point whether it was out of either fury or desolation. What I DID know however was that my loaded mind was scrambled with a lot of heavy emotions like some confusing jigsaw puzzle, and I just had to retreat somewhere desolate to resist the prolonging effect...
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After a couple minutes of blowing off unwanted stress, my limbs finally gave in as I collapsed on a nearby bench, panting irregularly. My legs felt quite shaky, and my hands were still fairly moist. I tried to stable my raspy breathing before giving into further thoughts though my throbbing brain was already at the final peak of collapsing.
(How did mom lose her memories right after fainting? It doesn't scientifically add up... and yet again... it seems all too convenient to me... Am I imagining it too deeply...?)