Feeling lost and disorientated only added to my sense of panic. I couldn’t quite recall what had happened and how I ended up where I was.
Where am I and why am I sleeping here?
Timing wasn’t at all on my side.
The door opened and a man walked in. My eyes widened as I stared at him. When our eyes met, the memories from last night that I thought I had temporarily lost came flooding back in unstoppable waves. I remembered everything up until the point where we played that Gomoku game together over and over again. I couldn't even remember how many times we played that game or how long we were at it, but I remembered clearly the sense of frustration and then renewed motivation to get back at the prince that overwhelmed me everytime that I lost.