### Chapter 1: The First Blackout
It was a warm summer night, and Frothy was sitting on her bed, staring at the ceiling. He was anxious, but he didn't know exactly why. Something in the atmosphere felt thick, almost palpable. He tried to distract himself with a book, but his eyelids began to feel heavy. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.
Hours later, Frothy woke up with a start. The clock said 3:33 in the morning. He felt a strange wetness on his hands, and when he looked down, he saw his fingers stained red. His heart raced. "What is this?" he thought, confused.
He ran downstairs quickly, his body shaking. When he reached the kitchen, he saw his mother standing there, her eyes wide with terror, holding a bloody knife. "Frothy, what did you do?" – she shouted, her voice full of panic.
Frothy had no answer. His mind was empty, as if a black hole had swallowed his memories of the last few hours. He tried to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. His parents called the police, and minutes later, the house was surrounded by sirens and flashing blue lights.
The police questioned Frothy, but he still had no memory of what had happened. They took him to the police station for further questioning, leaving his family in shock and despair.
The next day, Frothy was released, but the incident was not forgotten. He returned home feeling like a stranger in his own body. He decided he needed to find out what was happening to him. He searched the internet for possible causes of blackouts and found several explanations, from sleep disorders to severe psychological problems.
He determined that the best way to understand what was happening was to monitor himself. He installed cameras in his room and began recording his every night. For the first week, everything seemed normal. He slept, woke up and reviewed the recordings without finding anything suspicious.
But on the eighth night, something different happened. Frothy woke up again at 3:33 am, but this time, he had a strange feeling, as if he was being watched. He looked around and saw his own image in the mirror, his eyes empty and his expression cold. He felt a shiver run down his spine. What was happening to him?
While reviewing the recordings from that night, Frothy saw something terrifying. He would get out of bed, go out the window and disappear into the darkness. When he came back, his hands were stained red again. He wasn't just a sleepwalker; I was being controlled by something or someone.
He decided to seek professional help. He found Dr. Mendez, a psychologist specializing in hypnosis and repressed memories. In the first session, Frothy felt enormous resistance within himself, as if something didn't want to be discovered. But he was determined to understand what was happening and stop the blackouts.
### End of Chapter 1
Frothy was just beginning his journey to discover the truth about his blackouts and the crimes he was committing without remembering. What would he find in the depths of his own mind? And how would he face the demons that controlled him?