Around me, it's completely dark, as if I were standing in the dead of night. Empty, silent, no wind or sound drifting around. Then, my sensitive hearing detected a single sentence which instantly transported me to a memory.
"Amelia, don't lie, I saw this cut after my first trip to that room. Have you been there again?" Issac's eyes looked straight at me.
My gaze went for a moment to the surroundings where I was standing. It was Barewood College, third floor, Issac's office. This place is not my choice, just a random memory. Then I realised I have no right to choose where I appear. This whole journey and all that lies ahead are just guesses. Does this memory matter, Issac? I remember this day so well that when I escaped to the secret room, my lips already knew what to say to these words
