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I knew this man.

I had to know him, or maybe I have just gone  insane I think to myself.

He was so close to me that i could see the whites of his eyes, but they held something elnce it was like something out of a nightmare. 

He was so close to me  that his nose was almost touching my nose, and I could feel his breath as he leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"We all have it here, we are all infected"

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Alexandria Jones

Forgotten

Fiction

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book one

I woke up in a room full of strangers at, first I think that I am lost, but then a man that seemed all too foreign to me, but yet a distant memory played in my head. I knew this man. I had to know him, or maybe I have just gone insane I think to myself. He was so close to me that I could see the whites of his eyes, but they held something once it was like something out of a nightmare.

He was so close to me  that his nose was almost touching my nose, and I could feel his breath as he leaned in and whispered in my ear. 

 

"We all have it here, we are all infected" I did not know if words would have made sense because he did not. I wanted to scream for someone to tell me where I am, and who is this nutcase. He was still staring up at me, a feline smile lighting up those inhuman eyes.

 

Four walls blocked me, and what looked to be an entrance there were other people here, but they never looked my way.

 

Am I dead, I thought to myself?

 

The man let out a low chuckle.

 

Yes, he was insane indeed, but he may be the only way that I can get out of here or my best chance at getting out of here alive?

 

I looked at him, "If you want to get out of here, it is not going to happen," he glared at me with those inhuman eyes.

 

I shivered against the chill in the room, yet there was no breeze.

 

I felt dizzy and then lightheaded. The room was still spinning in a circle, but then blackness welcomed me.

 

Is this how I was to meet my end in some foreign room? Was this how I was to die and embrace death?

 

As if to answer my prayer, memories started to play in my mind.

 

The man that I saw in the office was a man that I once loved, and maybe I even wanted to marry one day. 

 

Everyone else I was right they were  just strangers to me.

 

The doctor's office I had been here before on that cold winter day when I had gotten sick.

 

I had come up here, and for a fragment of my mind, I realized something that I had never left.

 

I jolted up. I was still on the floor when my eyes fluttered open.

 

I coughed up blood and wiped my mouth with my hand.

 

I sneered at the man who I recalled was handsome sometime ago. 

 

He dropped my hand suddenly. Wincing as pain flickered in his eyes.

"you recall?" he spat out in shock.

 

" I remember you, and only figments of this office," I say.