Small flashes started appearing in Aryan's mind.
A door opening.
A shadow entering.
Blood on his hands.
A scream.
He grabbed his head.
"What is this?!" he shouted.
"Your memories," the voice said.
"The ones you keep forgetting."
Small flashes started appearing in Aryan's mind.
A door opening.
A shadow entering.
Blood on his hands.
A scream.
He grabbed his head.
"What is this?!" he shouted.
"Your memories," the voice said.
"The ones you keep forgetting."