Had some weird messages of late on my office phone, I pick them up every few days. Same guy keeps ringing me asking me if I know anything the 9th February. I knew it would take long before I started getting crazies coming out of the woodwork.
What is really odd though while we've been travelling I haven't heard anything more about that night. Something bad happens it is talked about for months, it is like that night has been somehow wiped clean from everybody's memory apart from Louise and me. Every time I bring it up with Louise she not surprisingly doesn't want to talk about it and yet I get the feeling she is forgetting too especially after what she said to me recently.
I tried to get her to read my old blog on the other site, she just looked at it and said “What site, it is a blank site?”
Feels like history is rewriting itself around me or I've just lost my marbles.
Wait, the site SHE helped you create? Huh?
ReplyDeleteOh, hello. I'm a new reader, advised to come check this blog out by a friend of sorts. Names Zobot, nice to meet ya.