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"Katherine..." she heard her name and looked to see it wasn't her father saying it. The other male had said it. 'How did he know my name?' she thought. As far as she could remember of the past year she had never met him. So why did he seem familiar to her? Yet with each other question she asked she could find no answer. It was odd yet not unusual but now she certain something was being kept from her. "Dad who was that?" she asked the question when the male had left but yet a small sliver of her was shocked she even asked that.

"Oh no one Katherine. Don't worry about it." he said before they left the hospital and drove home. Katherine hated feeling such doubt about her father but what else cold she do? That boy had known her name somehow and her father had no explanation as to why the boy did know her name. Could he possibly be someone from the past she could not remember? She was frustrated of not being able to remember him. Along with the fact that something she was unaware of was going on it was a bit overwhelming. Yet at that moment a flash of a memory hit her. In the quick flash she saw herself seemingly helping someone with bright crimson red hair up despite his bloodied form.

'Could it be him?' she thought. Katherine sighed for the umpteenth time that day. What was really going on and why couldn't she know about it? Katherine was offcially curious and she knew that curiousity killed the cat so what could possibly happen if she knew of the truth?