One night, the darkness of our induced sleep came exactly at nine, but I didn’t wake up the following day in our former “bed of abstinence...” I was driving my BMW with Leticia and Maira on our way to the restaurant. Angelica and Tommy were behind us in their minivan. We spent that night as we had first intended twelve years before: enjoying the local cuisine. Everything went perfectly well and nothing out of the ordinary happened along the way. In our minds, there was no longer any trace of our life together in Reservythia.
Unfortunately, one of my worse premonitions had become true: the “Casch-Mesis” had erased our memory, taking away all the good memories, cancelling twelve years of our lives. However, something had gone wrong, because recollections of the life I lived on the biosphere
