Twenty years had passed since I lost my memory of him. No one could tell me what happened that night or where he was now. My childhood memories, including those of him, were erased. Yet, he still appeared in my dreams, leaving me gasping for breath with a strange feeling in my chest.I tried to visit the place from my dreams, and to my surprise, it was real. "This place exists, so maybe the man in my dreams has something to do with my lost memory," I thought. I was determined to find answers.I returned to the old house, but it was abandoned. I fixed it up, hoping it would bring back my memories. After ten years, I still had no signs or visitors. The forest seemed sorrowful, like something was missing.One day, I left to gather firewood and returned to find someone inside the house. The door was open, and it was bright inside. I rushed towards it, hoping to finally find the person I had been searching for. But instead, I found a man rummaging through my belongings. "Who are you?" I d
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