Records of One Losing Their Memory I

Description

An unfamiliar voice called out to me. When I came to, I was here. Who am I? Why am I here? Questions loop endlessly, with no one to answer them. It feels like walking through fog that thickens with every step. Even now, the voice continues speaking. The more I hear it, the harder it becomes to hold on to myself. When I awaken again... will I still be me?