Chapter 1 - 9

Travis recognized this man, although he couldn’t recall where or who he was. “Um, hi.”

“How does the day treat you?” the man said, without the slightest hint that he found the lack of recognition odd.

“Oh, um, fine, I guess. Just…um, woke up in this building here and…”

“Oh, you were recently asleep?”

“Well, I think so. I mean, you’re usually asleep before you wake up, so…”

The man just nodded slowly, “I’m sorry, I want to avoid saving face, but it appears I’ve forgotten your name.”

“Oh, it’s not a problem. Travis.”

“Travis. I’m Reginald Archer.”

“Oh,” Travis exclaimed, now convinced that he had never met this man before but still eerily knew him.

“I would like to catch up, Travis. If we have time.”

Travis quickly tried to recall if there was something that he needed to do, and came up empty. In fact, he couldn’t even remember where his home was, which he should be returning to, given the time. He was ready to accept, until he realized that he also couldn’t remember what he had been up to either. His past was a complete blank. Was he having amnesia?

“I, well, I…” Travis stuttered.

“Come along, dinner will be on me.”

“I’m not hungry.”

“Well, your appetite might edge up as we walk. Unless you have somewhere else to be, I wouldn’t want to interrupt.”

Travis thought I couldn’t think of anything better to do, so he shrugged and agreed to go along with this Reginald Archer.