"Lacie?"
"Yeah?"
"I... I forgot my book on the patio. Could you go get it for me?"
"Seriously? I thought you were more responsible than that."
"Come on. Please? You know she'll kill me if I don't have it."
"Fine, okay. I'll be right back."
A door opens.
"Hey, Lace?"
"Yeah?"
"I just - nevermind. Thanks."
"You're welcome."
The door closes.
Seconds, minutes, eternities pass.
There is a single gunshot.
Someone screams.
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Amnesia
Fanfiction"I've always been curious about that. When you're on stage in front of thousands of people that adore you, do you ever look at those people and wonder? Wonder about who they are? Do you think about their names, their ages? What their place is in the...
