Amnesia: A Machine For Pigs Novels & Stories

"If you like pigs so much, you can go ahead and be one yourself. I’m not a pig." "That’s just an analogy, alright?" Jay frowned and looked seriously at Angeline. The more enthusiastically she pursued him, the more fearful and worried he felt. There were certain things that he needed to clarify with her or he might just end up hurting her even more if she continued to indulge herself in this behavior. "Angeline. "I think you need to know that I have amnesia. I don't know a thing about my past, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a past."

I slammed him against the wall after grabbing him by the collar. "What the f*ck is wrong with my wife? ” I can't speak if you don't let me go, sir. I gave him a shove to get away. “Talk.” He adjusts his collar while massaging the back of his neck. “Mr. Pendleton. It appears that Amber has selective amnesia." "Because she slipped?” "Yes, we think the fall caused some swelling in her brain, which is why she has amnesia," the doctor replied. "Does the fact that you mentioned selective suggest she will soon regain her memories?”

"You bastard! If you hadn't seduced me, Colin and I wouldn't have ended up like this! You'd better make it up to Colin properly on this trip, or you will stay in Malvora all by yourself!" Her voice rang out through the air, sharp and high, making heads turn all around us. A flight attendant walked over with poise and said gently, "Excuse me, passengers, the plane is about to take off. Please return to your seats." Janice shot me one last resentful look, snorted, and walked away. Wayne followed silently, his expression dark. Sonia looked at me. "Why didn't you tell them you didn't actually lose your memory?" I shrugged. "Why bother? They mean nothing to me. Even saying one extra word to them

“Your husband has what I have deduced as forced amnesia from my studies' ' I look at the doctor with furrowed brows trying to understand what he means. From my little knowledge I know amnesia is caused by an impact to the head which causes the person to lose some or all of his memory in the past. So when he says forced Amnesia does it mean, Is Gregory constantly being hit on the head?. He looks at my face, giving me a small understanding smile. “I understand your confusion, I felt the same way when he reached out to me months ago”. “He was not hit on the head or anything of that sort. I believe someone must have formulated a chemical compound that goes to the brain to elicit that reaction o

Hatice asked doubtfully, "Although I know this name, I don't have the slightest impression of him." "In medicine, there is a type called selective amnesia. In other words, you have lost part of your memory. You want to erase this part of your memory, so you forgot it." Warren said seriously, "Hatice, if that's the case, do you still want to remember it? It might be very painful." Hatice was completely panicked. She was a little confused, looking at Warren, she suddenly felt like she had stepped into a huge black hole. "But why don't I have any impression?" She muttered to herself. Could it be that something very important happened between her and Emery?

I said as I grabbed her hand, surprised when she didn’t pull back. “Yeah, it was,” she choked out almost in tears, but she shook them off. “You don’t have to say anything,” I looked at her and she smiled nodding. “I know but I want to,” she added. “You are shaking,” I pulled my jacket from my chair and covered her shoulder. “Thanks,” she gave me a reassuring smile, “I’m just nervous.” I nodded, grabbing her hand again. She was still shaking like a leaf before she spoke again. “I was in a coma for six weeks and it caused me to have amnesia. I don’t remember much about the accident and the doctors told me I would remember eventually but I didn’t expect it to take so long.”

he turned to the Doctor. My spouse. Did he become my wife? Did I forget? but why are only my memories with him gone, why can't I remember being with him? "Based on what I asked the patient earlier and your statements Mr. Ibañez, more than a few years have been lost in your wife's memories. retrograde Amnesia affects memories that were formed before the accident. Usually, in the lost memories of those who had it, they lose their traumatic memories because their brain prefers to forget the times they don't want to remember."

“I am here because the security protocol called me when your car was hit. Because for the last weeks of your life before this accident, you and I were repairing a fracture caused by a silence you built, under rules we both agreed to. Because you told me you loved me under a term that no longer allowed you to handle the external world without my knowledge. You do not remember any of that. I understand. I will not force the history on you while the scans are still running. But I will not leave this facility while someone who wants to take advantage of this gap may already be moving.” His eyes narrowed further. “Who would want to take advantage?” “Men who lost networks and funding when you dism

But the doctors couldn’t question her at the moment, so they waited a few more days until she was a lot stronger. After a few days, the VIP ward was filled with Anamika’s family members and friends. The doctor wanted to know if her memory was intact after the surgery on her brain. But unfortunately, she had selective amnesia– she lost a large part of her memory… specifically the unhappy and traumatizing ones.

They stood like dolls whose strings had been cut, their memories, their courage, their very identities siphoned away into the machine's hungry maw. Anya screamed, a raw sound of grief and rage. "Hold the line! Do not look at the light!" But it was too late. The wave of amnesia swept forward. The Rememberers' formation, built on centuries of shared history and trust, began to crumble into a mob of confused, terrified individuals. They forgot their training. They forgot their purpose. They forgot each other. Liora watched in horror, her own mind reeling from the psychic backlash. It was the Hush, but magnified a thousand times. This wasn't just silence; it was unraveling.