Hi so I'm back! My other story Escape The Past, is on hiatus for awhile. I probably haven't written in four months. I've had writers block and no inspiration. But then I got OSOT and finished it in three hours. And I couldn't resist.

Basically this is my version. Everything happened up until they arrived back from finding out Cammie's dad died. Cammie ever tried to jump and Dr. Sanders (?) never admitted anything. They never went to Ireland or figured out the family crest. So Zach and the Blackthorn Boys have not been included in any of this and have never met. BUT they will be in the next chapter and I will have some new twists. So… this is just a thing to see if y'all like it. J

Another restless night of tossing and turning. The horrible visions burned into my mind flashed every time I closed my eyes. I hated this. The weak feeling I get at night. When everyone is asleep and I'm here to scared to close my eyes. It makes me feel vulnerable and scared, which I never wanted to feel like again after this summer. I forced myself to remember something but I couldn't, it was just to hard. My memories were buried under horrible secrets that weighed a ton.

I had the urge to get out of bed but I really didn't want to wake Bex and my bed was rigged to shock her whenever I got up. I sighed staring out the window in our room. It was pitch black and the moon sent streams of light reflecting off the lake. Soon I got bored and couldn't stay still so I decided to walk around. I headed to the library when the song that had been stuck in my head endlessly started playing again.

I had the strongest urge to rip it out of my head it was so annoying. But that was me being a teenage girl. The spy in me wanted to never forget that song if it meant it could lead me to remember what happened last summer. I was just so confused. The only things I was certain on was, my dad was dead, the Circle still wanted me alive, and my adventures in Rome, and I had been tortured.

I sort of lost track of where I was going and I ended up in front of the tapestry covering the secret passage in which I had gone through when I escaped. It felt like no time had passed since then but really it was forever. There was just a large gap in my memory where that summer should be. Everyone had said don't push it when it comes to getting back your memory but it was driving me insane.

If anything spies where supposed to remember. We remembered every detail, color, smell or everything we saw. Yet when it came to one of the most crucial time of my life there was nothing. I had to remember. So what they tortured me, what did they do? Where did I go? Why? Most importantly where did I mess up and get captured? I needed to know, and I would find out one way or another.