Everything is a blur, nothing makes sense. Why me, why my home? I didn't ask for any of this, and now everything is gone. And my newest memory flash has only added more questions. Who is Jesse, and did he survive? I look around my room and see a small locket on the counter directly across the room. I try to will my legs to move, but nothing happens. Panic then strikes. Did I lose my legs? Am I paralyzed? My doctor walks back in just as I begin to sob. He looks at me with concern then asks "Do I need to up the dosage on your medicine? Are you still in pain?" My sobs grow louder and louder until I yell, "My legs! They won't move! What have you done to them?!" The doctor just laughs and smiles. "We haven't done anything, and they are fine. Your mind is not fully functional. What you are looking at right now is all in your head. Nothing is real. Not the flashback, not this room, and not even me. Your house never burned down, your family never existed. You are in an induced coma, and have been since you were 3. No one is out looking for you, no one loves you. You are right about one thing though, you won't ever remember anything. About two years ago, you escaped. You fled to try and find your 'family' and when we finally found you, you were half dead and alone. You found someone, someone who influenced you and told you lies. So, we took you back here and wiped your memory. Everything from now on out will be experimental. Nothing is real." And just like that, he walked out without saying another word. I lay there, my heart pounding in my ears. This isn't real? I'm imagining it all? How? How do I get out? I can't breathe, I can't think. I close my eyes and scream at the top of my lungs. How can this be? This isn't fair! Then, just like a key, something clicks. Maybe he is lying. Maybe he is trying to freak me out, see if I'm reacting correctly. I look at my legs and then lay my head back and close my eyes. "Move, move, move, move." I slowly mumble to myself until I feel my foot twitch. I laugh in relief that at least something is going right.
14 hours have passed. I'm finally sitting upright, my legs touching the cold tile floor. I smile, triumphant. I look around, wondering what my next move will be. I remember the locket on the counter and decide that is my first target. I sit there for a minute, thinking about how I should go about this. I then come to the conclusion that no one is watching so I just stand up. I walk, left foot first, then right foot. Left, right, left, right, left, left, and then fall to the floor. I try and get up quickly but that's no use. So I slowly sit up then will my legs out and after about 10 minutes I'm on my feet once more. After that, I continue my perilous journey to the counter. I finally make it, and grab the locket quickly. I open it up to see a picture of Jesse inside. And on the other half, there is a message written to me. "Tara, don't believe anything these bastards tell you. I'm real. Meet me at the cafeteria at 5 o'clock." I close the locket and hold it to my heart.