A/N: You can treat this as a side story, this took place after the Fake Wendy subarc.
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Back to four days ago, Tuesday morning.
Due to some weird reasons, he woke up feeling groggy and his head ached so much that he really felt like dying.
"Damn! Did someone hit me on the head with a bat or anything hard?" he complained, furrowing his brows at the pain that overwhelmed him.
Moments later, after hugging his head for a minute or two, he started feeling dizzy.
Memories he couldn't initially remember came rushing in, prompting him to not know which was which.
There were two sets of memories playing in his mind. And because they're contrary to each other, his brain couldn't tell which one to acknowledge as real.