Amnesia: Chapter One "The Room"

"...Black. Black is all I ever see. I felt like I was falling down a deep hole, wondering when will this end. I opened my eyes but felt little to no difference between my closed or opened eyes. I don't know how long I was falling but I didn't care, I fell down and can't get up. Suddenly, I stopped. I don't know why I stopped, there was no floor under or over me. I don't know what happened next until I woke up" I said as my therapist wrote down notes on his notepad. The room I was in was dull and grey, light from the sun peaked through the blinders like in a movie. There was a picture on a wall which stared at people whenever they sat or lied down on his grey leather couch. The guy looked at me with strange eyes "What a weird dream" I said in fascination. I heard a small him coming from him and heavy footsteps. I looked up to see him looking at me and pointing at the door, wanting me to leave for I was done. I sighed then went out his office to see a long line of patients waiting for him, wanting to remember like I do. You see, I never liked remembering stuff but it's part of life, I guess. My mother said that people like me goes to a "Special" school (Which I call Bull till this day), that school was an Insane Asylum. I know because the doctor said I need therapy. This thing I just did is inside an Asylum, so I'm not crazy, I just need to go to Therapy. "I'm not crazy... Just need to go to this stupid therapy..." I repeated to myself. I walked towards the hallway to have another "Dream" again. This time, I was in a dark hallway, like in the asylum. I was holding a lantern and was dressed in what seems to be a hospital gown. I shrugged it off, maybe if I go out of the asylum in this world, maybe I will get out in the other world? I don't know. I continued walking my way until I felt a presence behind me. I didn't bother to look behind, I wanted to get out as quick as possible. I walked faster and faster each time I felt that presence, I don't want to stay here anymore or come back! I finally did the right thing and ran. I ran and never looked back. I closed my eyes and counted to three, slowly. I opened them and there I was, faced to faced with Fear itself. It pointed to something behind me, and unwillingly, I looked. The thing behind me was... Me. It was far away but every step it took, I panicked. It was my past, I don't want to remember it. I closed my eyes and tried everything to calm me down, but nothing worked. I opened my eyes and saw me faced to face with a dysfunctional creature that looked like me. Eyes hollow, mouth wide opened, showing its teeth, and everything I could imagine was there. I looked it in the eyes and saw my past. Blurry but my past. I tried to focus but I only saw one thing, I saw my a little girl, crying. I don't know what happened next but everything gave me a headache. My mom was there, looking at me from her car, her eyes were wide. I waved awkwardly to her, smiling like nothing was kinda wrong. I hopped on the car and looked out my window, listening to music. But the thought of seeing a little girl crying didn't go away, who was she? Soon, the thought faded away like usual...