Chapter 261 - The Person Who Stole His Memories (1/2)

”There was one... The one that did this to you.” Said the spirit

John slowly turned his head towards the spirit before he quietly muttered the words

”What...?”

”I just remembered. The guy forced his way, right in.”

[What is this guy talking about?]

”Is that even possible...? You're joking, right?” John asked

[For another person to enter my mind freely... That's...]

John felt a shiver go down his spine as he placed his hand on his head. The feeling of having another person force their way into his mind, it was unexpectedly disturbing.

”It is, how do you think I got here? Tsk, if only I could get out...”

John nodded as he said

”If only you could, but... Wait, are you telling me, the guy who erased my memories, came into my mind? What did he do that for? To erase them?” John asked

[What else would it be...? Damn, did I lose some brain cells because of it?]

”Can't say, maybe we had a chat. Or maybe... He just came to erase my memories too.” Said the spirit with a grin that showed that he was enjoying it

Seeing this, John got up before glaring at the spirit. He wasn't sure but he could tell that the spirit was hiding something. But to that John simply smiled back.

”Was that all you wanted to say?” John asked

He already knew that the spirit wanted to get in his head, despite already being in a place similar to it. So all John needed to do was act as if he didn't care.

”Nope, there's one last thing.” Said the spirit as it a took a step forward

Just as it did, the darkness in the room progressed forward, causing it to go from three quarters being clouded in light to only one half.

”What's that?” John asked nervously

John was annoyed by the sudden move, he felt another feeling of Deja-vu, but it only annoyed him more than the others. He also hadn't realised that three quarters of the room had been covered in light, so this sudden advance of the darkness, slightly worried him.

”You're not the only one getting stronger.” Said the spirit as another grin was formed on his face.

It was so wide and stretched out so far into his face, that it managed to send chill down John's spine. John wasn't usually afraid of the spirit, but for that moment, there was a hint of fear in his heart.

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”God... How many more times will I have to wake up in a day...” John muttered as he got up once again

John's eyes then widened as he noticed his surroundings. He got a good look around. There John stood, in the middle of a pitch-black room, with nothing but the light coming off from himself to help.

”Oi... Spirit, what's the meaning of this?”

There was no reply, nothing but deep silence. Seeing this, John slowly got up before turning around and staring at the figure which stood a few feet behind him.