Chapter 5- What the...
A couple weeks later.
"Concentrate," Liu said.
"You don't think I am? I am trying my best ok?" I asked. My patience was slowly disappearing. Liu had been trying to get me to remember how I had got here ever since Sub-Zero had decided I had had enough training for our first session.
"Think back. How did you get here?"
"I don't remember!" I yelled and stood.
"Calm down."
"I'm trying my best."
"Deep breaths."
I took a deep breath and sat down again.
"Why are you angry?" he asked.
"It's confusing," I said.
"What is?"
"I can only remember some things," I said.
"Like?"
"You guys. I don't get why I can't remember where I lived or why my father left or why my mother beat me. I only can remember things but not reasons," I sighed.
"Did you have any hobbies?" he asked.
"Playing video games and guitar," I said without thinking.
"Guitar?"
"Electric guitar. Music," I said and stood.
"Maybe a certain type of music can jump start your memory," he said, "Think through everything and tell me tomorrow," he added and left.
I looked out the window and searched my brain. I thought through everything but hit a wall. I turned around and saw green wisps of smoke coming from under the door.
"What the…" I muttered and opened the door. I looked both ways and found no one. I stepped out and felt someone come up behind me. They put their hand over my mouth and nose and after a minute everything started turning black.