Echoes of the Forgotten
**Diary Entry 1: Elysia – October 12, 2024**
I can’t stop thinking about what happened yesterday. It felt like an ordinary walk in the park—until it wasn’t. I swear, I saw him. The same man I’ve been seeing in my dreams. His eyes. So familiar, yet I can’t place him. He was sitting on a bench, looking at the sky, as though waiting for something. As though he was waiting for me.
I know how it sounds. I’m probably just tired, right? But when our gazes locked, there was a moment… a moment when everything in my body froze. I was just about to walk over, when he stood up, disappeared into the trees. I couldn’t chase him. Something about that park feels wrong lately. I wonder if it’s me.
Why does it feel like I’ve met him before?
**Diary Entry 2: Tobias – October 13, 2024**
I’ve been looking through my old journals again. I have to keep track of this, in case it all gets away from me. The visions, the dreams. The woman. Elysia. She’s real. I saw her today, walking by the edge of the park. She didn’t see me. It’s only been a few days, but I can’t shake the feeling that everything’s leading me toward her.
I’m not supposed to remember her. That’s what the book says. My father always warned me to stay away from her. He never explained why. Maybe he didn’t know either.
There’s a reason why the memories don’t quite line up. It’s as if they were erased, twisted, leaving only fragments. But the fragments… they’re enough.
I know she’s important. I have to find her.
**Diary Entry 3: Elysia – October 15, 2024**
I’m going crazy. I saw him again today. Not just in the park, but in the grocery store. I was picking out bread, and then—there he was, standing in front of me. His eyes, full of something I can't explain. Recognition? Longing? He smiled at me, and I felt this overwhelming wave of déjà vu. He said nothing, but I felt like he was trying to tell me something—something I’m not ready to hear.
I tried to leave quickly, but as I turned around, he was gone. The store was crowded. How did he move so fast? I feel like I’m losing my grip on what’s real. I can’t even tell my friends anymore. They think it’s just stress.
But I know what I saw.
**Diary Entry 4: Tobias – October 16, 2024**
I’ve been following her. I don’t want to, but it’s the only way I can make sense of everything. There’s something she’s hiding from me—or maybe something _I’m_ hiding from her. The more I look, the more I realize how little I understand about this connection.
I’ve been reading my father’s journals, the ones I was never meant to see. He wrote about an ancient ritual, one that was meant to erase memories and tie people together, to make them forget the truth. But what truth? What happened to me? Why am I so drawn to her?
She’s not just anyone. She’s part of something much larger. If I can’t get to her soon, I fear it might be too late.
**Diary Entry 5: Elysia – October 17, 2024**
I think he’s following me. I’m almost certain of it now. This morning, I saw him standing across the street as I left my apartment. He didn’t move. Just stood there, watching me, like he was waiting for something.
I don’t know why, but I crossed the street and went up to him. I don’t remember making the decision, but it felt like I _had_to. The closer I got, the more familiar he became, until I was right in front of him, and I felt like I was staring into a mirror.
“I think I know you,” I whispered. He didn’t respond.
Then he walked away. Didn’t say a word.
I’m scared now. It’s like I’m a character in my own life story, and someone else is writing the next chapter.
**Diary Entry 6: Tobias – October 18, 2024**
She spoke to me. I didn’t expect her to, but she did. I don’t know what I was hoping for, but the way she looked at me—like she recognized me too—something in my chest tightened. This isn’t just fate. We’re connected in ways that neither of us understands.
I need to get her to remember. We both need to remember. But I can’t risk her running. She’s so close to figuring it out on her own, and if she does, everything changes.
I was supposed to protect her. I’m not sure if I can anymore.
**Diary Entry 7: Elysia – October 20, 2024**
I’m not crazy. I’m not imagining things. The man I’ve been seeing—I know him. I remember him. But the memory is clouded, fuzzy. I know we’ve met before, and I know it was important, but what happened? Why don’t I know his name?
Today, I followed him. I couldn’t help myself. He led me to an old building—one I swear I’ve been to before. I tried to ask him about it, but he wouldn’t speak. He just took my hand and pulled me inside.
The moment I crossed the threshold, everything shifted. The air was thicker. The shadows… they moved.
I’m starting to believe everything they said about this place. It’s not just a memory. It’s a trap.
**Diary Entry 8: Tobias – October 21, 2024**
She found it. The building. The place where it all started. She remembers now, but I don’t think she understands. Not yet. I can’t tell her everything. I can’t explain the ritual, the curse, the power we both share.
I don’t know how much longer we have before the others find us. The ones who erased us, who made us forget, they’ll come for us. I need to protect her, but I’m not sure I can.
If we don’t break the cycle now, it will repeat forever.
**Diary Entry 9: Elysia – October 23, 2024**
I’m terrified. I don’t know who to trust. I don’t know what’s happening to me, to us. The building—it's not just a place. It's _alive_. Every time I go inside, I feel something pulling me deeper, calling me to the heart of it.
And then there’s him. Tobias. He’s not telling me everything. I know he’s hiding something. I don’t know if I should confront him or run away.
But where would I go? The building has a grip on me. I can’t escape.
The worst part? I don’t know if I want to anymore.
**Diary Entry 10: Tobias – October 24, 2024**
It's too late. She's in it now. I can feel it. We’ve crossed the point of no return. I only hope I’m enough to guide her through. The ritual must be completed. We can’t stop it.
But if she’s not ready, if she doesn’t accept it, everything will unravel. The world will break. I’ll lose her again.
I don’t think I can survive that.