Look at the bandage
You pull the blankets from your legs and see your orange fur covered by a beige bandage that
runs around your wound multiple times. The bandages at the very bottom are covered in blood.
“... Thank you,” You whisper.
“No problem,” he says, smiling a little. “So what’s your name?” he asks, his demeanor pleasant
and infallible.
“[[name]]” You say, returning the smile.
“How’d you wind up here?” he asks.
“I... I don’t remember. I just remember putting the costume on. I don’t remember much before
that.”
“Amnesia?” he asks.
You shake your head. “I have no idea. I just remember transforming.”
“Weird. Most people actually remember before. Did you hit your head or something?”
Written by kergiby on 23 September 2011
The end (for now)