Alpha Lennox's Point of View.
"What do you think is going to happen now?" I asked Osmond as we scoured the forest, most of the affected people had said it was around this area they had gone, most of them losing part of their memories of what had happened on that particular day or moment.
"We found a way to treat them or cure them," Osmond answered, perching on the fork joint of some branches on a tree.
"I'm not talking about what's happening or going to happen here," I replied to him, hanging precariously at the edge of a branch, perched like a bird watching its prey, the sun was high in the sky, merging our shadows to the ones in the tree, although it had begun to snow, it wasn't as heavy as it was in the place I had found Kendra in, it was still chilly as cold air passed out of my nos
