Ok so this is a series im working on ive already written 5 chapters and i promise they have better grammar and are longer xD ANYWAY hope you enjoy!
I should have known it was not a good idea. The moment Hanna said memory spell I should have said no and changed the subject, instead I succumbed to his pleading blue eyes and pouty lower lip.
I slowly followed him into the kitchen sitting down while he cleared off a spot for him and the rune book he was carrying "This is going to be great Benjamin!" Hanna exclaimed flipping through the book causing the dust on the pages to float in the air.
I watched him as he found the page with the memory spell and pointed to it excitedly, "I can't believe I hadn't thought about this sooner now you can get your memory back!" Hanna said and for a split second I thought I saw a look of sadness and hesitation on his face but it was quickly covered up with Hanna's usual mask of over happiness.
Hanna reached into his pocket pulled out, and uncap-ed his trusty magic marker looking at the memory spell page for a second before scribbling a triangle shaped rune on the palm of his hand. As I stared at his hand it started to glow a blue-ish color, this only made the bad feeling in my gut grow stronger but once again I ignored it.
I sat still as Hanna stood up from his chair and drew a rune on each side of my head, the smell of the marker filling up my nose. After Hanna finished the runes he stood back and smiled nervously at me "Ready?" he asked. I slowly nodded, the same unreadable look I always showed covering up my true anxiety.
Hanna came closer he slowly reached his hand out chanting something under his breath. The blue-ish color of the rune on his palm changed to a burnt orange color as he drew closer. Nothing happened at first as Hanna placed his hand on my head, all was quiet and still the same and for a second I thought the spell failed, then everything started to fade.
A flash of light drew me out of the darkness and I realized I was standing outside. I looked around and realized I was at a park, a feeling of remembrance flooded my chest but just as soon as it appeared another memory replaced it.
This time I was at a bar, blank faces surrounded me but still the feeling of remembering was still there. That memory was also soon replaced with another one still foggy and not all quite there but still visible. This continued for a while each memory soon replaced with a different one with different blank faces in different places, but then they started to change. The memories grew darker the blank faces seemed hostile, I felt nervous, I felt mad, I felt scared. Thats when things started to go bad. I soon found myself in an alley, bottles, trash, and other various items littered the ground, the smell of garbage and booze mixing with each other in the humid air.
I looked around nervously a feeling of panic rising in me, this seemed to familiar, to clear. Then I remembered the theater, the ghost of Lee Falun clawing its way into my head, seeing my own death...this is where i died.
