"I think I am going mad"

"And why is that?"

"Well... I am talking to myself and... I am speaking of a mage and magic like they are things that exist"

"And why do you think they don't?"

"I think you should stop your mind games. I am sure those were not true memories"

"Why?"

"It is fantasy! It is a hallucination! There is no way it exists"

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"But you are talking about a different world"

"That might be an illusion too. It simply can't be the truth"

"I think it is real"

"You are probably no real youself!"

"Hey, stop this"

"No! Go to hell!"

"What??"

"I don't need you! I don't want you!"

I continued to speak until I realised there was no one. I was used to getting an answer, to hear someone tell me that I needed to remember, but I was alone. I tried looking everywhere, but I still could not see properly.

"Hey!"

I kept on trying to call for him.. for myself, but there was no response.

"Shit!"

I started to concentrate. He had told that I needed to remember.. remember everything. I could still see Karen again.

"Remember... remember.. remember"

I repeated the same thing over and over as I was swallowed by my memories again.