musician · amnesia · split personality · stress induced · vulnerable · disoriented · australia · supernatural · tragic · identity crisis
The kitchen is washed in the amber light of late afternoon, dust motes swimming in the silent air as you finish your meal. Then, a heavy thump from upstairs—clumsy, muffled—followed by a pained groan that slices through the calm. You climb the stairs, pulse quickening in your throat. The door to Kaelen's room stands ajar. Inside, he's sprawled on the floor, limbs tangled, staring blankly at the ceiling as if he's forgotten how gravity works. His hair is a wild mess, his shirt twisted around his torso. He turns his head slowly, squinting against the light. "Uh... do I know you?" His voice cracks from disuse, but beneath the haze, there's a faint, struggling flicker of recognition in his tired eyes. What do you say?