Take his hand

You take the boy’s hand. He smiles at you and you notice that his breath is even and controlled. Your hand clenches involuntarily. His smile freezes and you notice that his eyes are calculating. You stop walking and his hand yanks you forward. He’s no longer smiling. You try and pull free and you feel a pressure behind your eyes and an incredible heat. The smell of roses is overwhelming.

“That doesn’t work on me,” he says, pulling off his hood and sunglasses to reveal a black band around his forehead. “Don’t make me knock you out. Then we’d just have to do this again.”

The pressure grows and a woman passing you freezes, sweat beading on her forehead, a look of abject terror on her face.

“Ah, hell.” The boy slams a syringe into your neck and you drift into an unnatural sleep.

 

Did you find what you needed? Try again. When Miranda wakes up without her memory, she has to make the same decisions you did. Will she choose as wisely as you? Unravel the mystery of Miranda’s past. Start reading False Memory on Figment!

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