Isaac Chroner Novels & Stories

he said, half-shocked. “I want my best tracker on this, Ryker. And that’s you.” He glanced at the satchel by his side, then gave a half-shrug. “Alright. I’ll deliver the jar to them and catch up with you in a few.” “Thanks.” I nodded. As Ryker disappeared out the door, I turned to see Isaac still standing frozen by the stairs, a chicken leg still clutched in his hand, soda half-finished in the other. He awkwardly chewed on the inside of his cheek, his eyes flickering between me and the half-folded letter in my hand.

The room was filled with light, but the coldness in his eyes chilled the air. The doctor approached first. "Isaac, I’d like to ask you a few questions. Can you tell me what date you think it is today?" Isaac furrowed his brows. "June... 2022." Isabel flinched. "But that was three years ago," she said. He looked at her again, confusion settling deeper on his face. The doctor nodded, scribbling something down on his chart. "That confirms our evaluation. Isaac has amnesia. He’s lost memories of the last three years. We’ll be monitoring him closely, but I need you all to prepare yourselves. This might not resolve quickly."