Novel & Cerita Amnesia Visual Novel English

After a tense few seconds, he finally released Adrian and sneered, "Your brother, huh? Then let me ask him something simple—what's her name?" "Rose," I blurted out before Adrian could speak. Raymond's face twisted with rage, like he might attack me any second. "I was asking him! Who told you to answer? You're playing the part well enough, so why don't you keep pretending to have amnesia? You know better than anyone that he doesn't even know you. He doesn't even know your name!" I looked him dead in the eye and asked flatly, "Are you out of your mind?"

I allowed my old self to enter as I opened my eyes and focused as she had asked. The room looked like a hologram or multiple streams of memories that were making their way back in my head. Some of the memories were a fraction because the only clear face I could see was Adam. I moved around looking at every emotion in the memories that were flashing before my eyes. I was beginning to remember my brother and the memories were not stopping. I looked at each flash one by one as the pieces were coming into place before I stopped and looked at the one that had triggered me. I walked closer as I focused on the memory once more.

After a short rest, they sat down again and put their helmets back on. Mr. Wilson gently wiped away my tears and began another round of hypnosis. “Miss Lily,” he said in a calm voice, “you and Miss Emily are sisters. Tell me, what is the one thing you remember most clearly about her?” The thing I remembered most clearly? My memories began to blur, and the dream twisted into chaos. I couldn’t steady it right away because there were too many moments burned into my mind, each one sharp and impossible to forget. They surfaced in fragments, scattered and broken.

“It was boring.” “That’s all you’re giving me?” she reacted. “I want details. Here I am sharing about my disastrous dates, but all you give me is… ‘boring.’” He sucked in a deep breath. His brown eyes looked intensely into Freya’s, and it made her conscious for a bit. “It was so boring, I can’t remember anything.” Freya: “...” Inner Devils: “...” Inner Devil 2: ‘A date that causes amnesia. Interesting.’

“I tried.” Amelia closed her eyes. “No.” “I did.” “They wouldn’t let me.” A chill spread through the chamber. “They told me you were dead.” Amelia’s breath caught. “What?” “I woke up in a hospital with no memory.” Catherine struggled to keep speaking. “I couldn’t remember my own name.” “I couldn’t remember Daniel.” “I couldn’t remember you.” Silence. “I spent years trying to remember who I was.” Her voice cracked. “Then… little by little… the memories returned.”

Alexandra said, voice low, steady, “since yesterday, a miracle.” Elena’s hand flew to her mouth, tears welling, but JJ’s confusion—clinging to her leg now—kept her grounded. “Why’s she not…” she started, voice trembling, and Alexandra raised a hand, cutting her off, his gaze shifting to Mama. “She suffers from retrograde amnesia,” he said, blunt, meeting their eyes. Jeremiah’s head snapped up, eyes blazing, and he staggered forward, inches from Alexandra’s face, whiskey stench thick.

My friends where there too, they had slept on the floor with my mattress, and one of my nurses, nurse Olivia got furious about it and kicked them out. After several pleas, soft bangs on the door, she permitted them in. Present "You know what, I'm still amazed at the fact that you can't even read, but you still splutter words like you did before the accident. Nothing changed about you, just Ratio Amnesia that made you loose your memory and let the clouds of dylexia settled upon you and is currently at comfy." Asian eyes, whose name is Veronica points out, taking a huge bite out of her sweaty burger. They'd managed to sneak in some junk food for me. Thank fuck. My stomach or the norm, grumbles

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.

Back at the house, I started throwing my things into my suitcase. I was done with his pretend amnesia act; my heart was no longer in Sebastian's grip. In a rare moment of gentleness, he looked at our wedding photo and feigned a flicker of memory. "Elena, is that us in the picture? When did we take that?" I kept my eyes on my task, packing my clothes without a glance his way, and said without a hint of warmth, "It's fake, an AI creation." That was it. I pushed him over the edge.

I grinned. “You only say that because last time you were in the hospital, you kicked my butt at cards all the time,” Anna laughed. “That was two years ago, Anna,” I scoffed. “Ask your sister, Zander,” Anna stated. “We women never forget anything.” I looked over at Amelie, and she sat there smugly. I didn’t need to ask her; she remembers everything. She is the only person I know who has an eidetic memory. Most people call it photographic memory. It’s a good thing to have, but as a teenager, it was annoying to have a sister with it.