Amnesia Game Pewdiepie Novels & Stories

Kim said, his eyes wide with knowing amusement. They moved to the dining table, the silence punctuated by the clinking of cutlery. Nate finally broke the silence. "I found something interesting " "What is it, that she loves you," Kim teased. "Fuck off, I am serious, she has amnesia," he said, his voice low. Kim stopped mid-bite, his eyes widening. "Amnesia? What are you talking about?" "She can't remember her past," Nate explained, his gaze fixed on the swirling noodles in his bowl. "There's something… broken. Something missing."

“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.”

The more I try to remember, the more I forget,and the aches in my head got even worse every time I try. I could overhear Aiden telling the doctor, I can't remember anything, I wasn't much interested in their conversation, it was obvious I lost my memory,I don't even know who I am. "What is his name Aiden?" I asked. "He doesn't have a name yet,we wanted you to give him one" he said, walking towards me as the doctor and nurse took their leave. "He is so handsome," I said. "What about me mama?" Raymond asked. "Oh Ray,you are also handsome" I chuckled.

Only then did I let out a slow breath. I drove back to the office, replaying the day in my head. My phone vibrated on the desk, it was Richard. “How did it go? Anything to report?” I stared at the message for a second before typing back. “Amnesia is real. She doesn’t remember.” His reply came immediately. You’re certain? “Completely.” Three dots appeared. “Keep watching anyway.” Of course. I leaned back slightly, jaw tightening. Even now, it wasn’t enough.

I walk to the laptop and read what he was working on. "Amnesiac Mind Drug" The smallest dose causes the user to experience a severe memory loss which depending on the dosage can either be permanent or temporary. I scan down the file till I find the person who created this Drug. Anastasia Amber Knight. I close the laptop and run outside. I get into my car and drive to the hospital. My father has a lot of explaining to do. . I run up to the hospital receptionist. "Um... excuse me I'm looking for a red head woman who was in Labour and her husband has black hair"I tell the lady.

"It's not that she can't recognize you. The actual fact is that she can't remember you. I'm really sorry to say this but due to the severe concussion that she suffered, Jolie has lost her memory, or more precisely, some parts of it. She has completely lost the memories of the past eleven years. That's why she can't remember both you and Jeremy as she hadn't met both of you eleven years ago. She's suffering from what we call retrograde amnesia. And retrograde amnesia is usually temporally graded in the sense that one's most recent memories are affected while the older ones are retained. Its extent also varies in different cases and from one patient to the other. One may lose memories of one o

“Did something happen?” “Amelia, Eduardo has amnesia,” I said, feeling choked up with unshed tears. “He can't remember anyone or anything and his mother and Sofia Denzel have filled up his head with lies. Only the heavens know what they must have told him about him.” “Oh my goodness!” Amelia's eyes widened in shock. “What are you going to do now?” “I genuinely have no idea, Amelia.” “I wish I could help, Miss Roswell. I really do,” Amelia said. “But nothing comes to mind.”

I've known him for a long time. He was surprised to hear that I didn't remember anything, but it was very mild. He said it was only temporary amnesia due to the D.E system having a slight bump while I was entering the virtual world, and we will wait two weeks to see if the situation improves. Virtual world, a phrase as light as a feather. My sadness, my confusion, my panic, my inner torment, just summed it up. Not paranoid, but virtual. - So before you recall, let me introduce myself, I'm Rio Suguru, just call me Mura, my neuropsychologist and psychologist, my partner in the D.E Virtual Reality project.

"Honey, am I not the vice president? Don't I even have this much authority?" Anthony, who had always indulged her, shot her a warning look this time, signaling her not to make trouble. Then he softened his expression and transferred five thousand dollars to me, promising, "Don't worry. The company won't let its contributors feel wronged. Even though you're leaving, what belongs to you will be returned eventually... with time. "As for your severance compensation, I'll give you an answer in seven days. Go home and rest first." He thought I still didn't know his amnesia was an act. He assumed that after seven days, he could use his 'illness' as an excuse, apologize to me, and everything would r

Nancy was about to push the door open when she heard Evan's gloating voice. "Nancy's just too stupid. Can you believe that she actually thinks this amnesia thing I have is real? No one forgets one specific person when they suffer from amnesia. What's more, I have it once every three years. That was just a lie I made up because I wanted to have fun with other women!" Nancy's hand stopped in midair. It was just a lie? She could hardly believe her ears, but the voices inside the private room continued. "But I thought you liked Ms. Sartori a lot. Why are you hurting her with this lie?"