Chapter 10
"Can't remember." I frowned in frustration. "I need to remember."
"And mumbling that over and over is going to help? Honestly, what are you trying to remember? Your keys are still on the table." Emmy groaned.
"It's not that simple, believe me."
"Why not?" The professor asked as he sipped his tea.
"One, I'm not sure exactly what I'm trying to remember and two, it happened seven years ago."
"If it happened seven years ago why do you need to remember it?" Luke asked.
"Long story. Do you have any tips professor?" I sighed.
"Try this." The professor handed me a warm teacup.
"I don't think tea will help in this situation, professor."
"Just try it."
I took a sip cautiously. It certainly smelled strong and had a taste to match. "What is this?"
"Rosemary. It's good for memory."
"I don't feel any different."
"It'll work. What did you have for breakfast?"
"Hmm… I didn't have breakfast." I shrugged. I didn't think this would work anyway. "Maybe it takes time."
"We can try something. Maybe if you feel pure terror again, you'll remember." Clive suggested. If he meant dangling me off the roof, he had another thing coming.
"No. I'll sleep on it." I let out a yawn. I hadn't gotten much sleep over the past few nights, so this would be well needed.
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I had the worst time getting to sleep that night. It took me a while to actually fall asleep, considering I was sleeping downstairs because my bedroom smelled like burnt. Then when I finally did I was 'gifted' with a nightmare.
I was walking home from something and I was carrying a stack of books. I heard a scream come from a house I passed. For some reason, I ran back to the house and peered in the window, which was stupid because that's always how people in horror movies die.
I saw lots of blood and a limp body lying on the ground with a shadow standing over it. I couldn't make out the face of either of the figures.
All of sudden, the figure disappeared and reappeared right next to me and shook me by the shoulders. I tried to scream, but no noise came out. I felt a sharp pain on the back of my hand.
I woke up immediately, panting for breath. I switched the light on so I could see myself clearly. I still felt stinging on my hand even though I woke up. I saw a faint scar on the back of my hand.
"I remember everything!" I gasped.
A/N: Sorry if the nightmare was kind of gory. I don't particularly like this chapter, but hopefully the next one will be better!
