Ganesh (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} itsticking) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} we_float, |
By the time Ganesh entered the room, it was already full of people, none of them together but splintered off, broken into small groups. He was used to feeling the outsider but there was something about walking into a room of people whispering, nonetheless.
Digging into his pocket, he pulled the black envelope out, sliding the paper from within and slapping it down on the table.
"Some memories are not lost forever, simply forgotten," he read. "Come if you wish to find them. 3pm, Anhalt Building, 1005 E. Roy Street." Ganesh stopped, then looked at the others. "Does anyone else want to share?"