Amnesia Escape Room Novels & Stories

“ Don't tell anyone I'm here, pick me up in two hours. “ Casper said leaving The place was quiet, soothing to the soul. Casper started arranging some things before sleeping . Athens was still doubting the news so she called Evan again. “ Spill, he's not here.” Athens said “ He had an accident leading to selective amnesia , he saw a girl and Casper thinks she is Amelia.” Evan said sighing “ How can something like that happen, no he kept denying the fact that Amelia was dead.” Athens said “ You can't bring it up unless he's likely to lose his memory completely or something bad may happen.” Evan said “Okay , who's this girl ?, Is she pretty,?. Athens asked

“But there’s one thing you both need to understand.” Nana held Cecilia’s hand. The girl sat weakly on the bed, looking at them with an empty gaze. “Your daughter has total amnesia. She doesn’t remember who she is, has no memory of her past, and she doesn’t even recognize her own name.” Nana immediately turned to Cecilia. “Sweetheart… you don’t remember anything at all?” Cecilia slowly shook her head. “I’m sorry, Mama… I really don’t remember anything.”

I stuck my head out of my room, peering over the dark interior. Despite Samael's ancient taste in decor, the hall was well spaced and open. Probably for Kedar's sake, or any other monster he probably has. I looked over the high ceiling that was held up by smooth stone bricks. The floor looked to be of some other material that I couldn't distinguish. Its color was a very deep purple that looked black. A metal railing was near the center, where a hole was carved so you could see below. Further down the hall to my right were two big doors, the stone frame making the dark wood pop. I looked over the torches and the hanging bowls full of fire that set a soft glow over the whole place. It was... s

She wasn’t ready to face Amelia yet. When we met at the hospital, we rushed to find Healer Eve. She was standing outside the door to Amelia’s room, blocking us from entering. “What’s this about, Eve?” Dad asked. Eve sighed. “You should know before you go in. Amelia is suffering from amnesia. There is a very likely chance that she won’t remember you. She doesn’t even seem to remember herself. I’m hoping seeing you will trigger something, but I need you to be prepared that it might not.”

Ama opened her mouth. Then closed it again. Because the answer wasn't simple. She didn't remember facts. She remembered feelings. Fragments. Echoes. A promise. A sacrifice. A goodbye. All hidden behind a door she still couldn't open. The timer continued counting down. Sixteen hours. Fifty-two minutes. The future was approaching. Fast. The horizon seemed closer now. The impossible location waiting beyond it. The Source. The truth. The choice. Everything was waiting. And deep inside, beneath layers of forgotten memory—

"Chester, I'm sorry. I lied to you. I'm your real fiancee, not Janet." The moment Tiffany finished, Janet tightened her hold on my hand. I stayed quiet and looked up at Tiffany, her eyes brimming with tears. After a long beat, I smirked. "Is that so?" I threaded my fingers through Janet's and said, "I've got amnesia. I don't remember anything from before, so why would I take your word for it just because you said so?"

The matriarch. Her eyes landed on me the second I approached, cold and assessing. I knew that look too well. It always meant the same thing: You don’t belong here. “Taren. Kaela,” she said smoothly. “Kaela seems to be recovering well. Amnesia is sad, of course. But maybe some memories are better left forgotten.” I gave her a polite smile. “Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Voss.” Inside, my wolf bared her teeth.

The air was thick with anticipation, as if the walls themselves held countless untold stories. I approached the reception desk, where a young woman with piercing blue eyes and an enigmatic smile greeted me. Her name tag read "Lena." "Welcome to Memoria," she said, her voice soft yet confident. "How may I assist you today?" "I... I've heard that you can erase memories," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "Is it true?" Lena nodded, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, it's true. Memoria specializes in memory alteration. We help individuals who seek to escape the pain of their past, to start anew."

she held my hands, and an electrical current zipped through me. I pulled my hand back in shock, “I’m sorry but I don’t know you.” I looked around the room and noticed three other males laying in cots like mine, “what happened?” A woman came out from behind a curtain and answered, “you were in a car accident. It would seem you have amnesia. Could be temporary, but we won’t know for sure until we give it time.” My mouth went agape, amnesia? “I remember my name, my family, surely I don’t have amnesia,” I told her.