“I remember some of that” said the other man “not what happened, but I remember that place with all the other children”
“What else do you remember? You say you don’t know your own name, what about your own life?” Lucas asked of him
The other man was silent but not because his brain was scrambling or putting together pieces of a puzzle long ago scattered. No, all was blank aside from the recollection of that place, the place with all the other children.
“You were the child that fell out of the window, weren’t you?”
The other man silently agreed.
Then they were different men altogether.
That’s not it, they were seeing through other men’s eyes
Harry, too short! I need more! When your arm fell off it was fair enough....
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