For hours, she sat in that dark room. When she awoke, her only emotions had been fear, pain, defiance. As if what she had been doing caused her to feel rebellious. But soon they faded, leaving her in the blackness. No sound. Nothing but the choking shadows. No thoughts in her head.

And no memories.

But suddenly she was jolted from the trance into a world of blaring noise and flashing lights, painfully aware of the throbbing in her arm and the banging in her skull. People circled her, some just faceless shapes while others glared at her with pure hatred in their eyes.

She blinked in terror as a glowing green helmet was removed from her head, a thought erupting into her mind. 

She didn't know where she was.

She didn't know who she was.

Her name flittered just beyond her reach, pressing against the after image on the inside of her eyelids. So, so close, and yet... 

Gone.

As if it had simply never been.

A fragment of nothing.

A whisper of the past. 

Unimportant...

And forgotten.

*Cackles maniacally in Russian*

Yes, I just did that.