CHAPTER 4.5 (???) note: I'm british I spell 'gray' 'grey'.
I floated up the stairs and out the Metro, trying to recall all of my memories. I stared at the hospital in front of me. It looked about nine O'clock right now. I tried to remember who or where I was, but the memories that I could slightly remember felt like those happened to me centuries ago... An infected bear wearing a lab coat and a blue shirt underneath came up to me, it's glowing red eyes struck fear into my very soul. I closed my eyes and cowered in fear waiting for something terrible to happen. I felt a cold shiver run throughout my body. I opened my eyes and saw that the infected bear was now walking away from me, behind me. 'Did it just go through me?' I thought. Suddenly that creepy black ink seeped through cracks in the ground and tried to grab my foot. I gasped in fright and floated away in fear of what it would do to me...
I don't know how many days or weeks I had been floating away for before I lost it. I looked at my surroundings. Sunlight seeped through tall trees above me. Small wooden cabins were behind me. It looked like I was in some sort of forest. I floated around for a bit, listening to the silence of the forest. Does that make any sense? I hope it does. After a little while, I came across an animal who was sat on a log near a campfire. It was a grey, pale, dog with pointy ears. He was just like me... A spirit? He was gazing sadly at the campfire in front of him, he looked like he was stuck in the depth of his own thoughts. I took a very long deep breath, then squeaked one word... "Hi." The dog jumped at my voice, so he ended up floating just above the ground in a sitting position behind the log he was just sat on. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" I apologised.
"It's Ok, I've just been sat here alone for so long, I didn't expect anyone to speak but me." He said.
"I noticed you're just like me. So I decided to speak to you, do you remember anything?" I said.
"No... I've been trying to recall my memories for all this time, but-" He started.
"The memories I can remember felt like those happened to me centuries ago." We said at the same time. The dog gasped.
"You too?" He asked.
"Yep." I replied sadly.
"Well what can you remember?" He asked.
"I can remember that I helped this man, because his wife had became sick, I worked in a hospital so I diagnosed his wife with a terrible disease. Then, I worked hard day and night, with the help of his money to try and create a cure, I thought I had finally found the solution, but then-" I couldn't finish the sentence because the memory stopped there, but I knew the rest of the memory held something terrible. I broke down in to tears, eventhough the dog had no idea why I was sad, he floated over to me and hugged me, comforting me...
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