'Here we are.' Zero said. 'I'm assuming you don't remember anything, right?'

I nodded. He was right. I couldn't remember anything from the past. What I longed to know was how I got here.

'Well,' Zero said as he pointed to a door on the far side of the empty lobby.

'Where am I?' I shouted loudly, surprised at the sudden volume of my usually modest voice.

Zero smiled. He seemed used to this sort of behavior.

'Why, were at the clinic of course. He looked at me like I should know what he's talking about and gestured toward the door once again.

Clinic? I haven't seen this place before. Well, from what I remember. Zero started walking toward the door, but I stayed put.

'I'm not moving until you tell me who I am.'

'You're Yuki.' He smiled. 'Please, come with me.' I can tell he's getting impatient.

Huh? Is that my name? Yuuki… it wounds so beautiful.

'Fine,' I murmured.

I don't want to. I want to know who I am. Where I am, where my family is.

I reluctantly began to walk forward and I felt his hand on my back, as if he was guiding a small child.

Zero gently pushed the door open. I could see medical equipment everywhere. I saw an IV, a hospital bed, large cabinets, and lots of tools. This place… it's so familiar.

I thought about it. Hard. I was beyond eager to regain any simple memory I had.

I closed my eyes. I saw a woman in a hospital bed. It looked like this one, the one I'm standing by now. She looks so peaceful. But it's the kind o f peaceful look that you see or get when something bad will happen or has already happened. The woman is smiling, yet she looks sick and frail. A man came into the picture. He looks young, but he has a tired and old look upon his face. He leaned down and kissed the woman on the head. She smiled again. She blinked a few times and closed her eyes. A silent last tear rolled down her cheek.

I opened my eyes. Zero looked worried.

'Zero… I saw…'

'Huh? You saw something?' He looked intrigued, his voice spiking up with interest. 'Tell me about it, please.' He took out a pad and a pencil. He looked hopeful, as if he'd just found treasure he'd been searching for for years.

I told him what I had seen. It was vivid, as real as life itself.

When I finished, Zero nodded his head sadly.

'We hoped you would remember this event early on in your recovery.' He said.

'Yuki… that woman was your mother. She died when you were young.'