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Empty?

JIMMY WOO

What’s the criac? I know everything's a bit odd, but I've got a question.

I found this phone on me, you see, and the names in it are doing my head in.

There's a Dead Wife, and I don't really care to think about the implications of that.

A Dropkick Murphy. Funky Ears. A Mr Cute. Peacemaker. Dagger Lady.

Can anyone else...move things with their mind?

I have a medication bottle with a name on it. It says Amanda Brotzman.

I don't know what the medication is for and I'm kind of freaked out.

I need hel I think I need a doctor.

Well that's just great now isn't it? Now I can just look on while the delicious sandwich I made goes uneaten.

Why the fuck is there someone tied up in my room?

All right, so we have no memories, there are people being murdered, and then we get this on our phones.

Does the name Jimmy Woo mean anything to anyone? Is it possible he's the one responsible for all of this? Or maybe he's one of the dead bodies? This is all really nerve wracking.

I don't understand why I'm in a dorm room.

Seems I'm a little old to be living in a college dorm.

Something doesn't feel right.

So, am I the only one who’s concerned that people are getting MURDERED??

Didn’t anyone see anything?

Woke up next to a hunk of metal.

I don't know what it is.

Or who I am really.

But I did find alcohol in my room, so that seems like a win.

Weird as hell going through stuff you know is yours but you can't really remember. Apparently I'm a glitter and bright colours person. Also feathers, art supplies, couple bits of old wood, a few books, and some very eclectic clothes. Artsy and dramatic, I guess, but I can't tell if it's more the hiding in a corner, wandering alone among the trees, touch my sketchbook and die type or the extroverted look at me sassy bitch type. TBD.