[The corners of his eyes crease with something - he doesn't know what. Sympathy, maybe.]
This place makes you forget what you think you never will. It's good at that, right? [In fact, he might be in an extremely unique position to understand a little of how it feels. Not just from the memories that went missing, carved out and blank in his skull like unmarked canvases, later replaced with static-laced videos. But the moment where the light had spiked into the center of his head and he'd fallen to his knees, the bright sunspots of that open door photobleached into the backs of his lids.]
[The moment where the memory had hummed back inside him like a ghosting flame - that hadn't been the terrifying part.]
[The terrifying part was the moment that he realized he'd never conceptualized it as gone in the first place. It was simply as if - the thought had never been there.]
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This place makes you forget what you think you never will. It's good at that, right? [In fact, he might be in an extremely unique position to understand a little of how it feels. Not just from the memories that went missing, carved out and blank in his skull like unmarked canvases, later replaced with static-laced videos. But the moment where the light had spiked into the center of his head and he'd fallen to his knees, the bright sunspots of that open door photobleached into the backs of his lids.]
[The moment where the memory had hummed back inside him like a ghosting flame - that hadn't been the terrifying part.]
[The terrifying part was the moment that he realized he'd never conceptualized it as gone in the first place. It was simply as if - the thought had never been there.]