The system
A new system has been made, the one that say you have to have a microchip put in your brain so the government can find you whenever they need to. When a microchip gets put in the brain of Sherlock Holmes it makes him forget the past but remember the future.
One
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud.
My feet hit the ground hard. I'm running as fast as I can, Away from the hospital. Away from 5the people who ask "how can he not know" And "Is this a trick"?.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud.
I'm being watched by surveillance cameras, It as if their turning their head to watch me. I am running past people who part to let me though. I'm running faster that slow cars.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud.
I see curly haired women, somehow in my mind I see her getting hit by a car, the car that is coming now. The red one. I grab her arm pulling her back just as the car wizzes past. "Sherlock "she gasped. That what they said, They called me that. That name. I feel like I know it. Before this, but there is but before.
"Sherlock" The women say's again "Let go of me". I let my hand fall away from hers. "Who are you" I ask. The women gives me a funny look as she rubs her arm. Red and black cover my eyes, I feel myself fall. I hit the ground. Thud.