I searched in their mazes for a logical explanation for what was happening to me and I failed miserably… my memory was still drawing a blank. Other than the events that I lived here, I could not remember even the smallest details. I believe that memories are clear when they are still fresh but they get foggy and dissipate with time, however, the memories of the events that had taken place in here are different. They were so clear that I could not really consider them memories, it was almost as if Malak was still melting me within her arms and blanketing me with her eyes. Damn! how beautiful she is! I could tell she was trying to refresh my memories indirectly! She reminded me of my favorite clothes, the songs I would listen to and the meals that I adore. That could not be a mere coincidence! But why was she avoiding my questions? Why does she claim that she cannot face me with the truth? Was she following someone’s orders?
