I was just a boy. My dad said he was going to pick me up from school. But he never showed up.

"Woah, woah, we don't want to know your life story!" Allen snapped.

"We just want to know "how did you take those pictures of us without us knowing?"" Iroha repeated carefully.

"But I'm telling you!" Dunhill explained.

"Oh dear… It seems like he'll have to tell us a LOT in order to explain," the Witch Princess sighed.

"...Fine. Get on with your story," Tina grumbled.

I was waiting there, outside the school gates, long after all the other kids had gone home.

I waited long after the sun had set.

Eventually, I realised nobody was coming to get me.

My parents never arrived. My teachers and the other students hadn't even cared.

I just sat outside the school until night had fallen.

And then I stood up. I didn't know how to get home, but I figured I'd try and walk there.

I walked and walked and walked in no direction in particular.

I looked around, hoping to see something familiar, something that would lead me back home…

And then I saw… it… It was… a camera… lying on the side of the road.

Dunhill gestured with his head to the camera around his neck. Apparently, the camera he was talking about was the one he had with him, the one he was still using to this day.

I had never seen a camera before in my life. I went over and picked it up. I studied it.

My life changed the moment I picked up that camera.

Years and years passed, of me just taking pictures of everything I saw. Moments to turn into memories. But something always irked me.

I took so many pictures, but everyone in them seemed to ignore me. Like I was invisible.

Just like my father had forgotten me all those years ago, so did everyone I met.

Everyone eventually forgot about me, whether it was after minutes or years.

Everyone forgot me. My parents forgot me. Even my wife forgot me after we'd been married for so long. She just looked up one day and didn't see me there.

I realised… I really was invisible. I went to places without anyone noticing me. Took pictures without anyone noticing me.

Had it always been like this? I wasn't sure… but it probably was.

I didn't want to be lost to time forever. So I kept on taking pictures. Even though nobody knew I was there. I took pictures of other people's lives.

I followed people and captured their happiness, their misery, their lives in film.

And so I did with all of you.

There was silence after that. A long silence.

"Huh? Is that the end of the story?" Tina asked.

Dunhill nodded his head.

"Wait, so… there are more pictures?" Soseki asked.

Dunhill nodded his head again.

"Well? Hand over the photos, you pervert!" Michelle snapped.

"I don't have them with me. There are way too many," Dunhill replied.

"...How many?" Yuri asked.

"I've been taking pictures of all of you long before you came to Echo Village," Dunhill replied.

Everyone in the room felt a shiver run down their spine.

"What?" Neil murmured.

"I have pictures from every moment of your lives. Even the moments you want to forget," Dunhill said.

Everyone in the room jumped. They each immediately thought of something they wanted to forget. They shook their heads of this memory and tried to focus on the present.

"If you ever want to remember… and face your past… come to the Memory Museum," Dunhill advised.

Nobody wanted to face their past. They all murmured nervously to themselves and started to leave Michelle's house.

Finally they had all exited, except Dunhill and the Witch Princess.

"But I'm much, much older than you. How could you have taken pictures from every moment of my life?" the Witch Princess questioned.

"It is true, that you are older than me. But some people live outside the barriers of time and space. I am… clearly one of those people. I have pictures of the worst moments in your life," Dunhill said.

He looked at the Witch Princess with such pity then that she was horrified by the truth in his eyes.

She took the handcuffs off of him and left the house quickly.

Dunhill stood up himself then and headed back for the Memory Museum.


(A/N: I might pick this story up again later. But I should really focus on my SoS story... If you want me to continue this, I'd like to know!)