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Amnesia and Star Child	By : coldblood Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 1666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It rolled over, restless.
How long had it been here? Suspended unfeeling, unemotional in this dark void?
It longed for someone, the one it wished for wasn’t there, it knew - but where had he gone?
Mike! It cried voicelessly. Where are you?!
Time was drawing near, though it didn’t know when, it knew it had to be soon - and if soon was within a few minutes, hours, days or months or even years, so it be.
But for now it remained, its lessons almost all learned, all it needed to know was almost all acquired.
Drumming had ceased because of its restlessness, and it had caused sickness, but it didn’t care - it was stressed, restive, rolling around like a tiger would pace around a cage.
The peace in The Otherside later on however soothed its buzzing mind, and it settled back to rest, having spent so much energy in its agitated state, sleep came easily.

~*~*~

“Brad Delson?” The receptionist stood in the doorway to the corridor.
Brad looked up from the magazine he was reading and got up, following the receptionist out of the waiting room and down the corridor to an office.
“Take a seat.” A female social worker said from behind her desk.
Brad did as he was told, hearing the receptionist leave and shut the door behind her.
“I’m Andrea Lawson.” She held out her hand and Brad shoot it.
“Brad Delson.” Brad replied, inclining his head slightly before sitting back down.
Andrea looked middle aged; her eyes were brown and her hair was a dusty blond, slicked back in a neat high pony tail. She wore a light navy business suit which made her seem rather intimidating - Brad figured she’d be better looking if she went for casual clothing. Something pink maybe.
“So, Mr. Delson... You want to know about a girl called Gracie?” Andrea asked, sitting back in her leather office chair.
“Yeah. A friend of mine I’m guessing was a friend of hers when they were very little. He promised her he would find her one day. It’s never happened and he wasn’t too good over it.” Brad replied.
“I see...” Andrea folded her hands on the table, leaning forwards. “Why isn’t he here to trace the girl?”
Brad sighed and cleared his throat, looking down at his hands.
“He hasn’t been particularly well. I mean... Getting into no details, it’s enough to say he’s been too mentally unstable to do much for himself.” Brad looked up at Andrea.
Her face seemed to harden.
“It’s not what you think - he’s not dangerous to anyone or anything... Just... A danger to himself...” Brad looked down at his lap in annoyance.
Why did he have to say that?
“Okay. What exactly would you like to get out of this? If you’re honestly working on the behalf of your friend?” Andrea asked seriously.
“I want him to be happy. If this girl is really that special for him to remember making that promise when he was, like, six, then like, you know? It would be the best thing I can do to have them reunited. Surely it isn’t that hush hush.” Brad scratched his head.
“All right then. Look, Mr. Delson, I’ll be frank, unless you can give sufficient information that your friend genuinely knows Gracie, we have every right to withhold all information.” Andrea studied him carefully.
“Her surname is McArley. That’s the best I can do.” Brad shrugged helplessly.
“Hmm... I see.” Andrea sat up straight. “Mr. Delson, are you aware of how many McArley’s there are in this entire country?”
Brad’s shoulders sagged further.
“I’m guessing a lot.” He mumbled.
Andrea smiled.
“Actually, there was only one family.” Andrea’s eyes twinkled.
Brad looked up, suddenly hopeful.
“Really?” He couldn’t help but squirm in his chair.
“Yep.” Andrea smiled.
They sat in silence for a few moments.
“Hey, was there ever any mention of a person relating to the McArley’s in any way named Blue?” Brad asked. “My friend mentioned his name once.”
“I’ll check the files. Wait here if you may...” Andrea stood up and left the room.
Brad fidgeted excitedly, unsure of what to expect.
After a while, Andrea came back, carrying a file.
“Okay...” She said as she sat back down in her chair, putting on some glasses as she flicked through the pages of documents inside. “Blue is mentioned in here. Gracie said he was a friend... Apparently he took quite an interest in Chopin as she did.”
“Hmm.” Brad sunk in his chair again. “Mike knows Blue. Is there any mention of Mike?” Brad asked.
Andrea looked through the pages.
“No. None.” She said at last.
With a sigh, Brad sagged deeper into his chair once more, deep in thought.
He knew fractures of information over the last three months, but the things Mike had said seemed to have slipped his memory, desperately he tried to grasp them, but they were like wisps of fog, and all attempt at remembering them evaded him.
“Theboron. Someone...” Brad said suddenly, screwing up his face in concentration. “Blue... Blue Theboron? I don’t know...”
“Blue Theboron?” Andrea asked.
Brad grumbled at his own memory.
“I don’t know. But Theboron is ringing bells. You know, all of this basically was snatched from what Mike said in his sleep...” Brad groaned.
Andrea flicked through the pages again.
“Blue Theboron is mentioned.” Andrea said with raised eyebrows.
“He is? Excellent! Like, what does it say about him?” Brad sat forwards in his chair.
“Well, information here says that he was Gracie’s friend. The same Blue who liked Chopin... But...” Andrea’s brow furrowed as she flipped through more pages and newspaper extracts and the likes.
“What?” Brad asked.
“Blue Theboron vanished in nineteen ninety one... Sixteen years ago. He hasn’t been seen since.” Andrea looked up at Brad who seemed as taken aback as she was.
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