My memories are still returning. I remember I died. I remember the game. I remember my triumph. I remember the boy. He killed me. My corpse frozen. There is more after though. Memories implanted after my death. My body taken. My mind extracted from my body. Absorbed and dispersed. I know this. I knew this. I am not the only one. The Newborn... Think Birthed?
It doesn't matter, There is something important to me. Names... Jayson Trowess? No Two names Jayson and Marcinius Trowess? Who are they? Why do I recognize their names and why do I feel so heavy at their memory?
I must find them?
Yes I must find them.