Reviving Memories
Chapter 2: Amnesia
Rating: PG-13 (Mostly because future chapters hint at a sexual status,
other than that, cursing)
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Arnold groaned softly as he woke on the king sized bed. Surrounding him, quilts and sheets of a royal blue color, blinded him. He rubbed his sore head and noticed a bandage tied tightly around his forehead. He groaned again and found that his body didn't want to move when he told it too. He looked down at his hands and saw that they were slightly red, probably from blood, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to remember where he was, what happened, and more importantly... "Who am I?" He whispered to the empty bedroom. He looked around and saw that the bedroom was decorated in a royal blue tint. Next to the giant bed were two small night tables with drawers. On the one to his right he saw a small Tiffany lamp. Across from the bed was a huge dresser with five drawers. Adjacent to the dresser was a small blue leather recliner with two blue pillows tossed with care in it.
The room was a fair size, and shaped like a cube, if not for the diagonal slanted wall. The room had three doors and Arnold got up, first checking the one adjacent to the dresser. His hand found the faux crystal shape and pulled it open.
Inside were about twenty different shirts, three dress pants, a pair of slacks, a dark blue bathrobe with stars and moons and five pairs of shoes, two tennis shoes, one pair of dark blue slippers with stars and moons, and two dress shoes. He sighed and closed the closet door.
Next he checked the door adjacent to his bed. Inside he found a tidy bathroom, about the size of a small bedroom. In the corner was a comforting looking bathtub Jacuzzi shower combo. Across the blue tiled floor was a shelf with different shampoos, soaps and bath crystals. On the other side of the bathroom was a small sink made of marble with silver spouts for the hot and cold water. Across from the sink was the toilet. Arnold smiled at the atmosphere of the room. Whoever had decorated it had good taste. Blue and silver were nice colors for a bathroom. He cautiously walked over to the sink and looked at himself in the full vanity mirror, ignoring the red tint of blood coming from the bandage. He sighed and unraveled the bandage, squinting at the strange bald spot in the middle of his hair, most likely where he had his hair parted when he was real young, if only he could remember. He shrugged and washed his face. When he dried himself clean he finally noticed his clothing, or rather, lack of.
A wave of hot embarrassment flooded him and he tied a towel around his waist, trudging back into the bedroom. He checked the drawer and sure enough, in the top drawer was enough underwear to last him a year. He pulled out a pair of clean boxers and pulled them on. He sifted through the rest of the drawers and found a nice pair of cargo pants with zip off knees and a red shirt with white sleeves. He looked at himself in the mirror behind his closet door and approved.
Finally he checked the last door, embarrassed that he forgot all about it until he saw it in the mirror. The door led to a slightly smaller room than the bathroom. In this room, Arnold noticed a small refrigerator tucked in the corner. The fridge came up no higher than his waist and he kneeled down, finding all sorts of fruits and vegetables inside. Also inside, only in the freezer section, were a quart of chocolate fudge ripple ice cream and a pint of coffee ice cream with large chunks of chocolate inside. Arnold felt his stomach growl and closed the freezer, grabbing a carrot.
He looked around the room some more and found something he missed. Next to the wall was a small semi-circle table with two chairs. The table had a blue tablecloth on it and a strange blue centerpiece. He also noticed this room had three doors, one in which he had just come in from. He checked the first door and found out soon that it was locked from the outside. He groaned in fury, as his curiosity finally gave in and he checked the other door.
As he opened the door he found himself in a gorgeous room about the size of the bedroom. The room was decorated with a plush blue carpet and a calming atmosphere. At the far end of the room was an oak desk with a small computer, keyboard and mouse on it. In front of the desk was a revolving chair. Next to the desk was a matching oak bookshelf nearly seven stories tall. Arnold's jaw dropped as he looked at all the books on both that bookshelf and it's mate, across the room next to the blue couch and oak table. From books such as The Cat and The Hat To War and Peace, Arnold couldn't help but be amazed at the selection. He finally pried his eyes away from the books to look at the collection of CDs on the smaller bookshelf. He found such a variety from Pop to Heavy Metal to Jazz to Opera to Anime to Soundtracks. He smiled to himself and spotted the stereo on the oak table. Later on he would definitely have to listen to some of the CDs. Next to the couch was a small green fern, watered and healthy.
"So you've been looking around, have you?" A woman's voice called seductively from the doorway. Arnold spun on his heal to face a redheaded woman wearing a vibrant red dress with a black belt and matching sun hat. Her black elbow length gloves and high-healed shoes added to her sophistication. She tilted her sunglasses down at Arnold and he swallowed hard.
"Who are you?" He finally squeaked out.
"Honey, the question you should be asking is "Who am I", not "Who are you". My name is Regina Star, but you may call me Red." Red smiled a bright white smile at Arnold and sat down on the couch, crossing her legs at the knees. "Tell me, child, do you know where you are? And more importantly, do you know who you are?" Arnold shook his head to both questions. "Good. It's safer that way. Less questions." Arnold's stomach rumbled again, this time louder. Red tilted her glasses at him and shook her head. "You'd better get that stomach some food, darling. The kitchen's closed for the night, but you have a fridge full of delicious treats." Red stood up and walked towards the door. "I'll just assume you know that you are in a small suite that has four rooms, correct?"
"I guess so." Arnold politely answered.
"Good. This is the study. You'll be having your classes in here. I don't care if it is summer, you will have four hours of school every day. Your classes begin at two in the afternoon. There's a clock in each room and you have no chance of being late. You may go outside your room in the mornings but you are not to leave the West side of the building unless you go into the gardens on the roof, the swimming pool or exercise room in the basement or the tennis field on the first floor. Those rooms all have cameras in them so you won't be anywhere except in this suite and the hallways where you won't be watched. Part of your schooling, however, is an hour of gym, whether it be swimming, tennis, or weight lifting. Can't have you getting flabby now, can we? After you eat, brush your teeth and go to bed. You have a lot to do tomorrow morning."
With that Red left Arnold's "suite" and Arnold followed her orders of brushing his teeth and changing into his pajamas for bed. He slowly climbed into the giant bed and no sooner has his head touched the pillow, he was out like a light, somehow exhausted.
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Meanwhile, on the eastern side of the building, a loud scream erupted from a certain suite. Helga woke up, scared to death of her surroundings. He looked around the room and saw a whole lot of pink. She looked down at the queen size covered bed and noticed the bed was different shades of pink from baby to dark red. Next to her bed was a small night table with a pink Tiffany lamp on it. In the corner she saw a small four-drawer dresser. The dresser was next to a small door, which she flung open, finding tons of different outfits and about twelve pairs of shoes. She looked next to the closet and found a small vanity mirror atop an oak dresser. In the corner of the room in between two doors was a small pink recliner. She quickly dashed into the first door she saw.
On the other side of this door was the bathroom, decorated with pink and gold. The tub was about as big as her bed and next to it was a huge shelf with bath supplies. The marble sink with gold spouts was against the wall next to the door and the toilet was across from that. She shook her head and ran to the second door.
Slowly, as if her mind went into meltdown mode, she walked into the small room and saw a table tucked away in the corner and a tiny fridge/freezer combo against the opposite wall. She felt her stomach rumble and opened the fridge, finding a huge variety of foods. She smiled happily and grabbed a chocolate candy bar. She hungrily crammed the sweet into her mouth. She opened her eyes again and saw another door, tucked away from a foyer. She walked over to it and tugged, but to no avail.
Her strength left her and she shrugged, walking to the third door next to the fridge. She reached for the handle and pushed the door open, walking into her own personal study. Next to the doorway she could see a small couch dressed in pink, similar to the bedroom. An oak table was in front of it and bookshelves decorated one entire wall. A desk with a computer, mouse and keyboard stood solo against a wall. Tucked deep in the corner, a small green fern poked its leaves to the artificial light from the overhead lights.
"There you are." A man's voice said cheerfully. Helga spun around and nearly screamed. "Calm down, kid. The name's Nick Vermicelli. Doubt you remember me, though." Helga shook her head and sat down on the couch as Nick crossed past her and into the small desk chair. "Okay, here's the 411. You are not allowed beyond the eastern point of the building. You are to remain indoors for classes in the morning. An hour of history, an hour of math, an hour of science and an hour of English. You will be given your meals in here, and you will eat. We see you not eating and you'll have to be severely punished. You are to spend an hour a day exercising and the rest of the day is yours to do whatever you want. Your suite has no cameras but if you decide to go into the garden or one of the other rooms you will be watched. Any questions?"
Helga nodded. "Yeah. Who am I?" She asked and Nick chuckled.
"In due time, kid. You'll find out in due time."
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Arnold groaned softly as he woke on the king sized bed. Surrounding him, quilts and sheets of a royal blue color, blinded him. He rubbed his sore head and noticed a bandage tied tightly around his forehead. He groaned again and found that his body didn't want to move when he told it too. He looked down at his hands and saw that they were slightly red, probably from blood, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to remember where he was, what happened, and more importantly... "Who am I?" He whispered to the empty bedroom. He looked around and saw that the bedroom was decorated in a royal blue tint. Next to the giant bed were two small night tables with drawers. On the one to his right he saw a small Tiffany lamp. Across from the bed was a huge dresser with five drawers. Adjacent to the dresser was a small blue leather recliner with two blue pillows tossed with care in it.
The room was a fair size, and shaped like a cube, if not for the diagonal slanted wall. The room had three doors and Arnold got up, first checking the one adjacent to the dresser. His hand found the faux crystal shape and pulled it open.
Inside were about twenty different shirts, three dress pants, a pair of slacks, a dark blue bathrobe with stars and moons and five pairs of shoes, two tennis shoes, one pair of dark blue slippers with stars and moons, and two dress shoes. He sighed and closed the closet door.
Next he checked the door adjacent to his bed. Inside he found a tidy bathroom, about the size of a small bedroom. In the corner was a comforting looking bathtub Jacuzzi shower combo. Across the blue tiled floor was a shelf with different shampoos, soaps and bath crystals. On the other side of the bathroom was a small sink made of marble with silver spouts for the hot and cold water. Across from the sink was the toilet. Arnold smiled at the atmosphere of the room. Whoever had decorated it had good taste. Blue and silver were nice colors for a bathroom. He cautiously walked over to the sink and looked at himself in the full vanity mirror, ignoring the red tint of blood coming from the bandage. He sighed and unraveled the bandage, squinting at the strange bald spot in the middle of his hair, most likely where he had his hair parted when he was real young, if only he could remember. He shrugged and washed his face. When he dried himself clean he finally noticed his clothing, or rather, lack of.
A wave of hot embarrassment flooded him and he tied a towel around his waist, trudging back into the bedroom. He checked the drawer and sure enough, in the top drawer was enough underwear to last him a year. He pulled out a pair of clean boxers and pulled them on. He sifted through the rest of the drawers and found a nice pair of cargo pants with zip off knees and a red shirt with white sleeves. He looked at himself in the mirror behind his closet door and approved.
Finally he checked the last door, embarrassed that he forgot all about it until he saw it in the mirror. The door led to a slightly smaller room than the bathroom. In this room, Arnold noticed a small refrigerator tucked in the corner. The fridge came up no higher than his waist and he kneeled down, finding all sorts of fruits and vegetables inside. Also inside, only in the freezer section, were a quart of chocolate fudge ripple ice cream and a pint of coffee ice cream with large chunks of chocolate inside. Arnold felt his stomach growl and closed the freezer, grabbing a carrot.
He looked around the room some more and found something he missed. Next to the wall was a small semi-circle table with two chairs. The table had a blue tablecloth on it and a strange blue centerpiece. He also noticed this room had three doors, one in which he had just come in from. He checked the first door and found out soon that it was locked from the outside. He groaned in fury, as his curiosity finally gave in and he checked the other door.
As he opened the door he found himself in a gorgeous room about the size of the bedroom. The room was decorated with a plush blue carpet and a calming atmosphere. At the far end of the room was an oak desk with a small computer, keyboard and mouse on it. In front of the desk was a revolving chair. Next to the desk was a matching oak bookshelf nearly seven stories tall. Arnold's jaw dropped as he looked at all the books on both that bookshelf and it's mate, across the room next to the blue couch and oak table. From books such as The Cat and The Hat To War and Peace, Arnold couldn't help but be amazed at the selection. He finally pried his eyes away from the books to look at the collection of CDs on the smaller bookshelf. He found such a variety from Pop to Heavy Metal to Jazz to Opera to Anime to Soundtracks. He smiled to himself and spotted the stereo on the oak table. Later on he would definitely have to listen to some of the CDs. Next to the couch was a small green fern, watered and healthy.
"So you've been looking around, have you?" A woman's voice called seductively from the doorway. Arnold spun on his heal to face a redheaded woman wearing a vibrant red dress with a black belt and matching sun hat. Her black elbow length gloves and high-healed shoes added to her sophistication. She tilted her sunglasses down at Arnold and he swallowed hard.
"Who are you?" He finally squeaked out.
"Honey, the question you should be asking is "Who am I", not "Who are you". My name is Regina Star, but you may call me Red." Red smiled a bright white smile at Arnold and sat down on the couch, crossing her legs at the knees. "Tell me, child, do you know where you are? And more importantly, do you know who you are?" Arnold shook his head to both questions. "Good. It's safer that way. Less questions." Arnold's stomach rumbled again, this time louder. Red tilted her glasses at him and shook her head. "You'd better get that stomach some food, darling. The kitchen's closed for the night, but you have a fridge full of delicious treats." Red stood up and walked towards the door. "I'll just assume you know that you are in a small suite that has four rooms, correct?"
"I guess so." Arnold politely answered.
"Good. This is the study. You'll be having your classes in here. I don't care if it is summer, you will have four hours of school every day. Your classes begin at two in the afternoon. There's a clock in each room and you have no chance of being late. You may go outside your room in the mornings but you are not to leave the West side of the building unless you go into the gardens on the roof, the swimming pool or exercise room in the basement or the tennis field on the first floor. Those rooms all have cameras in them so you won't be anywhere except in this suite and the hallways where you won't be watched. Part of your schooling, however, is an hour of gym, whether it be swimming, tennis, or weight lifting. Can't have you getting flabby now, can we? After you eat, brush your teeth and go to bed. You have a lot to do tomorrow morning."
With that Red left Arnold's "suite" and Arnold followed her orders of brushing his teeth and changing into his pajamas for bed. He slowly climbed into the giant bed and no sooner has his head touched the pillow, he was out like a light, somehow exhausted.
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Meanwhile, on the eastern side of the building, a loud scream erupted from a certain suite. Helga woke up, scared to death of her surroundings. He looked around the room and saw a whole lot of pink. She looked down at the queen size covered bed and noticed the bed was different shades of pink from baby to dark red. Next to her bed was a small night table with a pink Tiffany lamp on it. In the corner she saw a small four-drawer dresser. The dresser was next to a small door, which she flung open, finding tons of different outfits and about twelve pairs of shoes. She looked next to the closet and found a small vanity mirror atop an oak dresser. In the corner of the room in between two doors was a small pink recliner. She quickly dashed into the first door she saw.
On the other side of this door was the bathroom, decorated with pink and gold. The tub was about as big as her bed and next to it was a huge shelf with bath supplies. The marble sink with gold spouts was against the wall next to the door and the toilet was across from that. She shook her head and ran to the second door.
Slowly, as if her mind went into meltdown mode, she walked into the small room and saw a table tucked away in the corner and a tiny fridge/freezer combo against the opposite wall. She felt her stomach rumble and opened the fridge, finding a huge variety of foods. She smiled happily and grabbed a chocolate candy bar. She hungrily crammed the sweet into her mouth. She opened her eyes again and saw another door, tucked away from a foyer. She walked over to it and tugged, but to no avail.
Her strength left her and she shrugged, walking to the third door next to the fridge. She reached for the handle and pushed the door open, walking into her own personal study. Next to the doorway she could see a small couch dressed in pink, similar to the bedroom. An oak table was in front of it and bookshelves decorated one entire wall. A desk with a computer, mouse and keyboard stood solo against a wall. Tucked deep in the corner, a small green fern poked its leaves to the artificial light from the overhead lights.
"There you are." A man's voice said cheerfully. Helga spun around and nearly screamed. "Calm down, kid. The name's Nick Vermicelli. Doubt you remember me, though." Helga shook her head and sat down on the couch as Nick crossed past her and into the small desk chair. "Okay, here's the 411. You are not allowed beyond the eastern point of the building. You are to remain indoors for classes in the morning. An hour of history, an hour of math, an hour of science and an hour of English. You will be given your meals in here, and you will eat. We see you not eating and you'll have to be severely punished. You are to spend an hour a day exercising and the rest of the day is yours to do whatever you want. Your suite has no cameras but if you decide to go into the garden or one of the other rooms you will be watched. Any questions?"
Helga nodded. "Yeah. Who am I?" She asked and Nick chuckled.
"In due time, kid. You'll find out in due time."