Amnesia Game Pewdiepie Novels & Stories

Richard would add, with eyes shining at exactly the right degree to impress journalists when necessary. I never found it strange that none of those memories came with scent, texture, or any physical sensation attached. They were films projected on a wall, not something lived in the body. When I questioned that lack of visceral connection, Harvey was always there with the perfect explanation: “Amnesia is like that, darling. Some things come back, others don’t. What matters is what we’re building now.” “Now” meant Boston. The penthouse. The honeysuckle scent. Chopin. Good girl.

"Declan, does it hurt?" I managed a weak grin. "If I can survive, then it doesn't matter if it hurts." Aunt Linda let out a chuckle and said, "You're going to live a long, long life, Declan." The surgery was a complete success. The doctor had warned me about potential memory loss, but so far, I could recognize everyone I saw. I had a nagging feeling that some things had indeed slipped away, but I had no desire to chase them down. In fact, I felt like forgetting them completely might actually make me happier.

"Then you're wasting your effort. Lisa has been with me for years—everyone knows how much she loves me! She's only close to you now because she's lost her memory. Once I tell her the truth, she'll come back to me!" Grayson started to respond, but fell silent. The light in his eyes dimmed. He knew Ethan wasn't lying. All these years, he had seen with his own eyes just how deeply I loved Ethan. I caught that shift in his expression clearly and stepped forward. When they saw me, a flicker of panic crossed their faces. Ethan rushed toward me, pointing at Grayson. "Lisa, do you know—" Before he could finish, I cut him off. "Ethan, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I never lost my memory."

“Sorry if I hit a soft spot. It wasn’t my intention.” “She doesn’t remember how own sister.” The female cried, going to the man she came in with. Sister? I knew we looked alike. Damn. Our parents did a good job. Whatever position they did to have such a lovely daughter, I needed to know. I would ask them once I got out of here. This room was stuffy. “She has amnesia.” Levi informed them. “She can’t remember any of us.” “I can try.” I rushed out. “Give me some days or weeks, perhaps. I’m sure it’ll all come back to me. So, in the meantime, why don’t you introduce yourselves?”

I wasn't sure if he could accept the fact that his parents were getting a divorce. When I left the room for breakfast, I noticed Jude hadn't left yet. I had no idea what happened between him and Maddie last night, but he looked pale and exhausted. "I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup, Serena. There might still be issues with your memory recovery." He forced a strained smile, and his voice was unusually gentle. I shot him a puzzled look. "What issues? My memory is perfectly fine, and I remember everything." "The amnesia is experimental, and very few people have undergone the procedure, so there might be issues."

It was only today that I was dragged back to the terrifying past. Since fate had brought me back here, I would end it all for good. This time, I'd never escape again. Tightening the grip on the fruit knife, I pushed open the office door and noticed the vase I once smashed standing perfect and untouched on the desk. Sure enough… Everything in the game world was looping, so the only way out was to end things where they began. Behind me, the lock clicked shut before Wyatt's footsteps drew closer. "Peggy, I called you in today to discuss the details of your report."

“ 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

"This may sound crazy, but I can't remember anything from the last two years. It's as if I somehow travelled directly into the future. " Abigail waited for the woman's judgmental stare, but it didn't come. Natasha didn't seem fazed by her insane honesty. "Mrs. Reed, you are definitely not insane. You have suffered from selective amnesia." "What?" Abigail was dumbfounded. Amnesia. Why didn't she consider it? "In such a case, the patient suffers partial memory loss, which will seem as though one has traveled through time directly into the future. But that's not the case; they just simply lost some of their memories," Natasha explained it to her.

“I tried to open his memories, but I didn't even know anything happened before he received those lashes.” “Wait, are you telling me Amoux couldn't even remember it?” Leah gasped, and she massaged her head. “Yeah, it looks like he didn't even know what happened to him. I don't understand because he didn't lose his other memories. I still remembered that Favio couldn't remember his memories, too, right?” Leah nodded. She still remembered that Favio couldn't recall his past because someone had deleted it. “Okay, so I think you should check what he saw last,” Leah said. Adam didn't even talk back, which made Leah gaze at him.

He answered almost instantly, and from the background, it looked like he was already home from work. Wilfred smiled at Tatiana, who hadn’t contacted him in a while, and asked, “What’s up? Is there something you wanted to discuss during this video call?” Wilfred nodded, her expression somewhat forlorn. She asked, “Do you know about a mental illness called intermittent amnesia?” Wilfred furrowed his brow as soon as Tatiana mentioned the condition. “I know about it. Is someone on your end suspected of having this illness? Is it the grandfather who came to visit us before?”