“So… what does it feel like?”
“What?”
“Forgetting.”
“You’re a little slow, aren’t you?”
Granger growled.
“I’m so sorry to offend you,” she replied in her sweetest voice. “But it’s in the word, isn’t it? Forgetting… how can I remember what I have already forgotten.”
Granger sighed.
“The guy in the lab said you were different. That you remember it all when you wake up.”
“Yes, I remember it all until I don’t. This is the ‘don’t’ part, isn’t it?” Alice smiled, turning away as she rolled her eyes.
She knew his name was Granger. She knew that she had met him before. She knew she didn’t like him.
But other than that, she had no idea who he was or what he wanted.
Trusting him, or letting her guard down, was not an option.
“The other ones were like dolls at first. So blank. Staring off into nothing until they were told what to do,” Granger said passively.
“Other ones?” Alice asked as she looked through the closet of various styles of clothing.
