Try To Remember

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A room.

Light flows in through the windows, scattering shadows across the walls and floor. There is dust everywhere, in the air, on the sparsely placed furniture, every surface is covered in it. The room looks like it has been derelict for a long time, but in truth, it hasn't. Only a few days ago, this place was teeming with life, teenagers chatting, texting, studying, playing games. Only a few days ago, this was Anubis house.

The blond enters the house and gulps. It is unlike anything he has ever seen before. He opens his mouth, but his throat is horse and his tanned face feels swollen.

"Hello?" he rasps, "Is anybody here?"

No answer.

He tries again, "Is there anybody here anymore?"

How long has it been since this place was abandoned? He wonders, taking a bite out of his sandwich, A few days? Weeks? Months?

Upon a small table, there rests a text book, open at page 394. On the sofa there is a pink bejewelled mobile phone. A half-finished hoagie is on the floor, a dead laptop rests on the arm of a chair and an unfinished chess game in the corner of the room.

"They were right," he whispers, "They were right. This place is. . . is dead. Dead to the world."

…...

I whisper in your ear
The words you want to hear
You feel the wind and it reminds you
It happens everytime

…...

"Fabian Rutter!" Nina Martin cries, placing her laptop on the arm of the chair and smacking her boyfriend's hand away. He just grins, and turns to his book on Egyptian Mythology. Amber Millington rolls her eyes, but grins widely.

"You two are soooo cute together! I'm so glad your going out again!" she squeals, patting down her perfect blonde hair. Nina smiles as Fabian puts his arm around her as Amber snaps a picture on her phone, much to the dismay of one Joy Mercer, who sits in the corner lamenting her lost love.

"Mmm, thish ish so goo-ood!" Eddie Miller states, mouth full of hoagie.

"Eugh, Eddie, disgusting!" Patricia Williamson moans at her boyfriend as he sprays crumbs all over her jumper.

"Shorry!"

In the corner, Mara Jaffray and Jerome Clarke are playing yet another game of chess. Mara, though she doesn't look it, is very competitive and will do anything to win.

"Checkmate!" Jerome laughs victoriously, "Again!"

"Again," Mara says furiously.

"Mara, this is the fourteenth game in a row. Don't you think we should do something else, perhaps?" he asks hopefully, but Mara shakes her head defiantly.

"Again. I will beat you this time!" she says, prompting a laugh from Jerome, who knows that he is just too good, even for a genius like Mara.

Alfie Lewis sits with Joy, staring over at Amber longingly.

"You miss her?" Joy blurts out without thinking, before blushing, "I'm sorry."

"It's fine," Alfie sneaks another look at her, "And, yeah, I guess I do miss her. But I suppose you feel the same way."

"About Amber?" Joy asks.
"No, I mean about Fabian. You must be gutted that he's with Nina now."

"Yeah," Joy sighs, "Yeah, I guess I am. But if he's happy with it, who am I to complain?"

Alfie was about to point out that Joy said it instead of her, but before he can, there is a loud bang as the door to the room is kicked down.

"Hands up!"