As he looked to the left, he could see a dark sky, with the city light illuminating the whole block.
On closer inspection, there was a bookstore across the street, where he had memories of reading a book from there.
He could still remember the exact content of the book, with all the lewd things depicted inside.
Yet he couldn't remember how he entered the store, nor could he remember why he brought it in the first place.
"Welcome, Alex... Do you remember your old name? Or anyone from the past?"
A young woman, looking slightly similar to Katherine, entered the living room.
"I don't have any memories of it... Are you the guardian?" Alex asked back as she sat down across from him.
"You could call me that... But you can just call me Sarah. There's no need for the formality."
Despite her wish, Alex wasn't about to call someone who was most likely hundreds upon thousands of years old.
