“Baa Baa black sheep, have you any wool?”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbEpFlflQXZ
Children’s voices ring through the air. One of them is his own.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkT1xUZQ76P
“Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLB14jFsf2K
Songs turn to screams. There’s fire in his veins.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoVOBigBS29
“One for the master and one for the dame.”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOt5HNJqUxa
Green eyes fill with tears. The closet door closes us in.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJfyj6lFM8b
“One for the little boy who lives down the lane.”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvkFak4LQPE
The door opens again. Hands grabbing at his waist.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlDTvdNMrqw
“Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVVY4Pbc2R0
Green eyes close, and so do his.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡauCW3Xotix
“Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRoZl4lI48U
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The boy wakes with a start. It’s still dark out. He looks at the alarm clock on his nightstand. 3:47, it reads. He wipes the sweat off his forehead and sighs, the adrenaline leaving his body. With caution, he moves his attention to the closet. The closet suddenly looks very cosy to him. It looks safe. This room is too open for him now. He’s exposed. With a start, Zak wraps a blanket around himself, picks up a pillow and crawls to the safety of the closet door. He doesn’t sleep.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnGHY0lWsKl
“Zak?” a voice calls outside the closet, “where are you?” The corner of his blanket is sticking out from under the door, catching the voice’s attention. Sunlight floods into the small closet. The voice belongs to mother. She smiles, “What are you doing in here?” Her laugh fills the room.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfPtWlVN3b8
Zak mumbles, “I just had a dream.”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbyshT7mSlO
“Why did it make this little closet so appealing?”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVawQPcmqCa
He rubs the sleep out of his eyes, “I’m safe in here. That’s what it feels like at least.”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8cxE1aQrz5
“Interesting choice,” she sighs, “I bought Danish, and do you want some?”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCbRM42kJji
“Sure,” he says as his stomach growls. They share a laugh together.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSbcxICB3z1
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Zak sits at the table in the chair closest to the window. Even though the sky is grey and the trees have lost their colour, he can still find beauty in the clearing. He eats his Danish as he watches crows caw and fly off their perches. He remembers the question he had earlier and beckoned his mother, her hands covered in oven mitts. 643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKy6DT49ZQF
“What happened to me to make me lose my memory?” he asks.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQrB984SXWf
“You fell off that tree and hit your head,” she points to a ancient cedar rooted at the corner of the clearing.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡetafITnc5R
“Why doesn’t my head hurt then?” 643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDNKdWa8q8T
His mother pauses for a short bit.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5BtWO7qbSH
“Well, you're right, that’s a good question. You must be a fast healer.”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡprOfzmj9U4
“When did I fall?”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2qHlTnMtdW
“About two weeks ago.”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuGpUulpgw2
“Where did you take me to get checked on?”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa42jLshTUJ
“The hospital where your dad works. Why all of the questions?”643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvfKZo0OLGx
“Sorry, just wondering,” he mumbles.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ41ZEpYF9nK
There’s something wrong in her explanation and he knows it. A fast healer? He can’t believe that. His dreams, his mother’s outburst, the closet? Someone isn’t telling the truth -- and he’s going to figure out why.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ3pRNUkzq6
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Throughout the week, Zak decides to collect as much information as he can about where he is and pick out the truth in the lies his mother tells him. Every day at breakfast, he asks his mother questions handpicked the night before. They vary from small talk to her and dad to questions designed to make her squirm. A quick look on his dad’s laptop revealed that they are on the edge of Connecticut, the ocean just miles away. The satellite shows that there is a house nearby, and he makes a mental note to investigate soon. 643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW6rdApYBSg
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On Sunday, Zak lounges on his chair by the window and reads a book he found in one of his drawers. He asked his mother if he’s read it before, and she says it was his favourite. So - wanting to learn more about himself - he dives into the book and soon becomes lost in it. It’s an older book about a group of rabbits leaving their warren in search of a new home. For a book about rabbits, this book is really complex, he thinks. He closes the book and sighs before coming up with a question for the woman next to him.643Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiAXRR6RNaC
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