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The man who called himself Elias sat on a park bench in a city whose name he didn’t recognize, holding a ticket to a destination he didn't remember choosing. This is the story of an —a person whose past is a blank canvas and whose present is a series of riddles. The Awakening

It didn't fit any lock in his immediate vicinity. AmnГ©sico

He didn't turn the key. Instead, he sat on the porch and watched the sunset. He realized that while his past was a "long story" he might never fully read, the blank pages ahead of him were his to write. The man who called himself Elias sat on

He followed the breadcrumbs. The ticket led him to a small coastal town three hundred miles north. Every face he passed was a potential ghost from his past. He felt like a character in a , a long written narrative of fictional events, except his life was the fiction he was trying to make real. He didn't turn the key