Three: To lose is to find

In stark contrast to the very gray and drab looking exterior the inside of the castle was all white. It almost hurt Alice's eyes since what light was in there reflected the purity.

"Looks like no one is home," Wizardmon concluded.

"Were you expecting Mickey Mouse?" Alice sighed.

She absentmindedly ran her fingers through her hair as she surveyed the area. It was just a shot hall that led up to yet another, surprise, surprise, door.

"Well I'm going to explore," said BlackAgumon. The little dinosaur headed towards the big door on the other side of the hall. Alice had a feeling that it was just doing so to get away from them.

"Explore? Are you crazy?" Wizardmon demanded. "You don't even know whose castle this is!"

"I know you're a chicken," it said looking over its shoulder. Then suddenly his eyes widened in surprised. "It's him again!"

Alice and Wizardmon turned to see the hooded figure standing at the door. The three ran to him, but then he vanished once more.

"Hello there," the hooded figure said from the mysterious door behind them.

"Who are you?" Alice demanded.

"You had better answer or I'll kick your ass to kingdom come!" BlackAgumon growled.

"Will you? Can you?"

The little dinosaur frowned and took a deep breath.

"Spitfire!"

Nothing happened.

"spitfire!"

Nothing happened again.

"Spitfire!"

Nothing happened once more.

"Spitfire?"

And of course nothing happened.

"What's going on?" Alice demanded. "Why didn't his attacks work on you?"

"That is the power of Castle Oblivion, you have begun to forget all that you used to know," the hooded figure said triumphantly. "In this place to find is to and to lose is to find."

Alice shook her head, "You're just talking in riddles now!"

"Where are we anyway?" demanded Wizardmon, fingering his staff. He wouldn't be able to cast any spells, but he was sure that he could still use it like a club.

"This is Castle Oblivion and as I said to find is to lose and to lose is to find,"

"What does that have to do with us?" BlackAgumon huffed.

"Everything, for you see each of you is close to becoming Forgotten or Forgetting," hooded figure nodded. "The only way to keep that from happening is to reach the top floor of this castle of illusions and lies."

Alice let this all sink in.

"So does that mean if I go I'll get Dobermon back?"

"Possibly," the hooded figure shrugged. "You'll have to survive though."

The hooded figure then tossed two things at Alice. She caught them with ease, but was surprised at what they were. A D-arc similar to the one she once had, save for the gold ring around it, and a card pouch.

"From each of your memories I have made those," hooded figure said. "They are the keys to reuniting with those you hold dear."

Well, this is the last of the chapters I'm uploading for now.

How close do you think this is going to be to the original Chain of Memories?