Emma couldn't explain it in words, but the moment her gaze fell on the man that stood behind her, she found herself unable to speak.
It was as if something was stuck at her throat, preventing her from speaking, and the empty feeling that she had been feeling for quite some time suddenly started to resurface once again.
It drained her completely.
"Y..you… Who are you?"
She stumbled several steps back, staring at the smiling figure that seemed all too familiar to her, yet, at the same time, distant.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall him at all.
It was just blank.
Her mind was completely blank.
'J..just what is happening? Who is he? Why do I feel this way?!'
Her mind was a total mess, and she could barely think properly.
The more she glanced at the figure, the more her mind became a mess, and she continued to step back.
