Story Branch
Slowly the darkness dissolved into light. I looked around me and saw a plain room. I was lying on a mattress with no bedding in the corner. The room had one window but it was up very high where it would be impossible to see out. Looking through the window from the bed only revealed a small patch of grey sky. This place was unfamiliar. Why was I here? Where was I before I fell asleep? I tried to remember, but nothing came to me. Slowly I realised that I could not remember anything at all, except for one name: Jameson.
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But whose name was that? Was it mine? Someone I knew? Someone I liked or disliked? Was it even a person? I could not remember. I looked down, surveying the floor for anything useful, in hopes of finding some sort of clue. Nothing. My eyes met the cold slate floor with growing concern and confusion. There was a slight draft coming from the wall opposite the window. But there was no door. Or was there?
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Upon closer inspection I could see a small slit between the floor and what had looked like a seamless wall.
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I took a few steps closer, squinting before reaching out and pressing my palm against the wall. Running my hands back and forth I could feel the slightest difference in elevation between the wall and the practically invisible door.
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"Hm..."
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I walked back to the mattress and sat down. I searched my brain for some kind of inkling about how I came to be here. Was I abducted? Is this my home? No, I thought to myself, I can't live in a place I can't escape from. I started to pace around the room, anxiously. As I idly glanced around the room something caught my eye. A small corner of white paper poked out from underneath the mattress. Eagerly, I knelt down to inspect it. Carefully, I slid the piece of paper out from underneath the mattress and turned it over. The paper read, in scrawled handwriting, the following: I'm sure it didn't take you long to find this. After all, we all know just how smart you truly are.
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Welcome...again.
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From what I understand, as the research team has explained it to me, you'll likely awaken with out any memory of who or where you are. Your mind--and your entire existence really--will be a clean slate.
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Now how often do people in your position get that opportunity? Ah, well, I suppose you wouldn't know now would you?
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Now I don't want to give too much away just yet. I've been informed that if given enough pieces of the puzzle too quickly after the procedure that you may inadvertently regain your former memories and tenacious sense of self.
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For now