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Ida smiled at Liza. "I've got a small headache, but I'm okay. Nothing that won't go away in time."

She nodded, a bit phased by what had just occurred, but not to much. This was all becoming normal by now. "Uhh... sure." She chuckled quietly, and let again. "Also figures that his last name is probably the most common name ever."

She nods, then thinks back into her recent travels. Names... names. "By god, if he did something like this, he could've changed his name as well." Still trying to use any hope left, she remembered a small detail. "But on a van he drove said 'James Carpentry'. A possible last name?" She said...

She rubbed her temple, and brought her eyes back up to Faith. "Well, he is very tall, and slender, brown hair and eyes. Facial hair." She tried to think of other features that could define the man... I mean, that wouldn't bring the search to a few people. "Glasses." She forgot to mention. Ida...

With a glad feeling all this was over for now, Ida fluttered her eyes open, sitting up on the guest bed. She felt a bit dizzy, with a slight headache, but it was worth it. Ida took a second to recover, and replied. "Yes... something very useful actually. A deal breaker." She blew some pieces of...

Ida knocked on the wall, Liza seemed very sure of herself. Strangely enough, it revealed a door, with a keyhole. Glancing at the key's golden finish, and then back at the door, she went to unlock it. It was a good fit, and with a strong turn, the door opened.

Ida pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Alright, well let's get looking." She decided to go to second floor, just to begin looking, and went into the first room she saw. She searched it's blank contents, opening drawers and chest, memories spewing out of them. Right before she closed...

She nods, and then shivers. "You don't... know how to get out?" She said, trying to sound calm. I mean, she did pretty good. Liza was only a little kid after all.

She shrugged, fear and worry almost overtaking her body. "I don't know where to go from here... but we found really important information."

She looks down at the girl's worried eyes, then at the memory. His lips were moving ever so slightly, as if he was saying something, but Ida couldn't make it out. "I think we need to travel inside the memory... I think he's talking!" She said with worry, and quickly reached her hand into the...

She gave a nod in shock, and looked down at the strange form she was holding. Ida examined the edges for roughness, and jagged edges. It didn't feel as smooth as the others she had held, so she thought it would count. "I believe so." She decided to hand the memory over to Liza. "Here, you take...

​She nods, then wonders. "This is a big step forward, but how will we find him now?" Ida began to look around, thinking of the classifying system her and Liza had made. "I mean, he could across country as far as we know." She said with a frown, capturing a memory in her palms like a firefly.

She took her interest off the strange memory, focusing on the one Liza was holding. "Here, let me have a look." She said, crouching down to Liza's level, watching the scene. It was Ida and her sister riding tricycles. Just another piece of hay in the stack. But as she watched them ride down the...

"Shiner..." She looked around, back and forth, scanning rooms and hallways. Ida tugged at her hair in frustration. "It's just more searching, that leads to more searching." She said, losing hope. Not as gentle as normal, she grabbed a polished red memory, beginning to watch it. It was her sister...

I gotta go after this post, see you tomorrow! She shook her head with confusion. "I-I don't know. I have a feeling he is. But we just need more proof." She walked back over to the spot she was in before, and reached her arm out, as if grabbing. It didn't work. She tried not to panic. She took...

Ida took a deep breath. It seemed kinda risky, but worth it. "O-okay." She said with an unsure expression. She turned her head away, shutting her eyes tight, and reached her arm into the memory. When she opened her eyes again, she was in a city playground. She glanced around, seeing her younger...

Before taking the memory, she tried to explain. "That man. I don't remember meeting him, but he seems familiar. I think we should check all sister related memories to see if we can find him." She looked at Liza, and then at the memory. With a dry gulp, she picked up the memory from her hands...

Ignoring her questions, a wave of extreme discomfort fell over Ida's body. Her shoes clicked as she speed walked down the hallway. "Could you catch this for me?" She said, motioning towards a red colored memory floating about.

I am so sorry for taking forever to reply. For some reason whenever I tried to get onto the website, it got all glitchy. "Maybe you're right. Let's see." Holding her hands out, grasping the memory that Liza handed to her. She squinted her eyes, until the vision of a younger Ida and her sister...

​She glanced around the strange building. "Yeah... my mind isn't exactly so pretty." Without another word, she cupped the memory in her hand, studying it closely. It played like a movie she could hold. As her eyes adjusted to the blurry picture, it was her and her sister playing. They couldn't...