When his eyes focused again Daniel smiled slightly. It was Alicia, his house mate, probably coming to check on him after she'd heard the water running. "Nightmares again Daniel?" She asked, resting her hand softly on his arm. He nodded, the weight of the lantern heavy in his hand. It felt all too alien, and yet to familar. Suddenly her eyesight moved down to his chest, and his followed. There were small spots of red, blooming on his white shirt, one of his stitches had ripped when they bumped. Alicia, hurriedly ushered him back to his room. "You should've put the bandages back on" She scolded softly as she got him seated back at his desk. He set the lantern down and unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off. "I'm sorry Alicia, I was distracted" He said, as she pulled out a fresh bandage from the medecine cabinet. "Mhmm, reading that journal of yours again were you?" She chided teasingly. She gently cleaned the wound, earning a sharp hiss from Daniel. "That's what you get for not putting on another bandage" She said firmly, as she slowly wrapped the cotton around his chest. He pinned it together so it would stay then sat back on her heels. "You really should be more careful, It's been months, and yet those gashes still haven't healed," Alicia said, handing him his shirt again. "I know Alicia, but it still bothers me that I /can't/ remember anything from before I took the potion." He said shaking his head. "I mean, everything that's happened I wrote down, and then I went through it again, with the flashback's, but /nothing/ comes to me when I try to remember" He said pulling out the first note he'd found when he'd finally come to after drinking the potion.
"19th of August, 1839 I wish I could ask you how much you remember. I don't know if there will be anything left after I consume this drink.
Don't be afraid Daniel. I can't tell you why, but know this, I choose to forget. Try to find comfort and strength in that fact. There is a purpose. You are my final effort to put things right. God willing the name Alexander of Brennenburg still invokes bitter anger in you. If not, this will sound horrible.
Go to the Inner Sanctum, find Alexander and kill him. His body is old and weak, and yours, young and strong. He will be no math for you.
One last thing. A shadow is following you. It's a living nightmare - breaking down reality. I have tried everything and there is no way to fight back. You need to escape as long as you can.
Redeem us both Daniel. Descend into the darkness where Alexander waits, and murder him.

Your former self,
Daniel"
Alicia pulled the slip of paper out of his hand, and set it back on the desk. "Then don't /try/ to remember. Ignore that urge, and live your life the way it should be lived. It was horrible, what happened to you. But nothing can change that now" She said softly, pushing the journal away from him. The brunette shook his head. "But the thing is, with the nightmares, it's... hard to forget, and yet, so hard to remember at the same time. It's confusing and annoying" He said running a hand through his hair, wincing when the stitches pulled on his skin.
"We're going to have to go back to the doctor tomorrow. You need to get that stitch redone so that wound can heal" She said changing the subject and resting a hand on his bandage covered chest. Daniel gingerly removed her hand, hiding a wince. Alicia apologized softly and stood up. "Come on, theres no way you're going to be able to sleep again tonight" She said, holding out a hand. "We might as well go and get something to eat, maybe get out minds off of this whole thing for a while." She suggested with a small smile.
Daniel simply nodded and took her hand, letting her lead him out of his room, and towards the also couldn't help but noticed the slight flutter his heart gave when their hands intertwined.