I couldn’t stop staring at the photo because the longer I looked at it the more memories clawed their way back to the surface and none of them were complete enough to make sense.
“You know where it is.” Blade said.
“I’ve been there.” I nodded.
“When?” Drake asked.
“I don’t know. I was little.” I said and I looked back at the faded brick building.
Another memory flashed through my mind. Cold tile beneath my shoes, bright fluorescent lights and a woman holding my hand. Someone calling my name from another room.
“I remember the hallway.” I said closing my eyes and Casey looked up from his laptop.
“The building officially burned down 15 years ago.” Casey said and I opened my eyes again.
“Then why do I remember it?” I asked.
“Because maybe it didn’t.” Wayne said quietly.
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