Chapter One (Prologue)

Chapter One (Third Person POV)

He ran, carrying the thing as he did. It was the middle of the night, Alex's head was pounding, and he was carrying something, but the guy next door couldn't see it well, as it WAS 2 am, and John should be sleeping, but hey, his brain decided to remind him of a weird fanfiction he wrote in middle school. (I have flex tape, 4th wall already fixed guys)

Right as Alex drove into the parking lot of his apartment, the thing decided to make noise. Fuck, Alex thought, I just need my keys, I can't keep this with me.

And that, is why Alex got his memory wiped and is sitting on the bench outside of the police station, having an anxiety attack.