Ch.1 A blood stained envelope.That is the only thing between me and freedom. The room was small,cold and dark.It reminds me of my past...I wonder how i can be reminded of something i can't remember. Around the room three agents sit staring at me,I stare back."Marcus,we need to know what happened in that lab."said agent number one."How do you know my name?"."We know many things,we know about the lab...the incident even the envelope."Said agent number three. we sat and stared for a few more minutes.The room has a long window,its behind the agents.The only exit is locked.I think i am in a interrogation room."agent could you tell me the year?"i say. "We are not here to play games Marcus." said agent two. "What game do you think i am playing,agent?"i reply.
Agent three presses something into his ear,he nods and looks at agent one."Chief says to cut him loose,we wont be getting anything out of him."he looks at me and says "we will be closely monitoring you Marcus...so don't go back to Doctor Brown."
They drop me off at a house.The house seems familiar comfortable even.I only know one things i must do...Find the envelope.
Good. I think it's missing a story unless you are trying for more of a mystery type thing. Short for a Chapter but really not to bad. You need to work on your grammar though. Take this for example: Marcus, we need to know what happened in that lab", said agent number one.
Thats what it should be. This is how I was taught, yet you didn't do to horrible of a job. You just need to add some more of a plot, and more of the story if your thinking of writing more to the story.
Ch.2 Comfort. This thing is almost unknown to me.The agents know more about me than i do.I can't remember the lab they spoke of i can't remember Doctor Brown.I need to know why i can't remember,I think this envelope the agents need is the key to my memories.
I enter the house.The hallways have photos of people i don't remember,The kitchen is dirty,the only bathroom is broken.I look into the mirror in the bathroom.I didn't remember what i looked like until now.My brown hair is closely shaved,brown eyes,I'm tall,this is all new to me.After I eat what i could find in the kitchen,I look at the photos on the wall in the hallway.I can recognize my self in a few of them but still all the other people in them are unknown to me.There is one picture that is strange,I am standing in a tuxedo next to a man that looks similar to me,We are both laughing. I reach out to grab it,as soon as i touch it I cry out in pain.The picture falls to the floor,the frame shatters.I drop to my knees,the pain is unbearable i clutch my head with my hand while the other scrambles to grab the picture.When i grab the picture the pain stops. I open my eyes,My left hand is bloody and so is the picture,But...I can remember what happened in the picture.I have a Memory of the past,I have a brother...I'm married.
After I cleaned up the mess and my hand,I Folded the picture and put it into my Pocket.There are people out there that can help me.I leave the house.The street is empty,a newspaper is lying in a trash bin next to the door of the house.I grab it and read. "Chicago Newsletter.May 15th 2010. Trouble at an experimental lab has come to the attention of the Agents." The rest of the paper is unreadable.I know what i should do.
End.
As readers i will let you take part in the story.Marcus is going to search for someone,But who? The choices are,His brother,His Wife,And Doctor Brown.The most picked choice will change the story and unravel a bit of the mystery.
