The morning sun shone through the curtains, and Nicol opened his eyes and climbed out of bed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The curtains are opened, revealing the golden sunlight of the morning. The air outside the window was also unusually fresh, which made Nicol know that this was not the penitentiary he had been in.

About three months ago, he was spotted in a telephone booth by the police, presumably as a runaway teenager, and sent him to a juvenile correctional home.

He had been there for three months, and he was familiar with the smell, the temperature, and the environment. But here it is completely different, the bedding is clean and beautiful, and there is no damp smell that is characteristic of correctional homes.

This is not a penitentiary, but the bedroom of the Buckley family, which also belongs to him, Nicholas. Barclay's house.

Everything in the room has been kept as it was a few years ago, and it has been exceptionally cleaned.

It's not something that can be done in a day or two, and it proves that the owner has been cleaning the house carefully.

This is the Buckley family's home, located in a neighborhood in San Antonio, which is a beautiful place for a vacation.

"Are you up? Nicol ......"

A voice came from downstairs, and it was Nicol's mother, Julie.

He rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom, he walked down the stairs and soon smelled a pungent aroma.

It was the smell of prepared breakfast, and Nicol's mother got up early to prepare it for him.

"I specially prepared your favorite blue plum pie, and the other breakfasts are also your favorite in the past."

Julie took off her apron and said to him with a smile, "How's it going, are you still used to sleeping?" ”

"It's okay!"

Nicol was a little nervous, he hadn't gotten used to his "new home" yet. The place he had been staying in before had definitely never experienced such a warm environment.

――That's right, that's the life I've been looking forward to. That is, a new life, and his goal is to be reborn and reborn.

For three years, he had been wandering in a confused, empty, dark mind, and it was only now that he found a little bit of home.

"Here, it's me, Nicholas. Bucklet's home? ”

He was told by others that he was Nicholas. Bucklet, yes, he is Nicol, who has been missing for three years.

It's just that he lost his memory.

Externally, that's what it claims.

Nicholas. Buckley suddenly disappeared one day three years ago, and no one knows how he disappeared, when he was supposed to be fourteen years old.

He was a lively, innocent kid who was liked by everyone, including the neighbors near Buckley's house.

"Are you alright? Nicol ......"

My sister, Darren, came over from the other side of the table, and she and her brother-in-law Jason also lived in the house, but he seemed to be out early in the morning.

"This is your nephew Anthony, who is now in elementary school."

A short, black-haired, blue-eyed child approached, dragged a chair next to him, and climbed up on his own.

"He's the child of Jason's ex-wife, and now we're taking care of him."

"Hello ......"

Nicol put down his knife and fork and greeted his nephew for the first time.

"Hello."

The little guy opened his mouth a little timidly.

"Wow!"

A furried Saint Bernard stormed into the house and barked at Nicol.

"That's enough, Naboo, get aside."

Mother Julie finished the housework and also walked to the table to eat.

Whining~~!

The Saint Bernard was reprimanded and immediately hung his tail in frustration.

"You've been gone for so long that Nabu won't even recognize you."

“…… Is that so? ”

Nicol leaned down and threw a piece of frankfurter at Naboo, who had been hiding under the table, and the big dog sniffed alertly, opened its mouth and swallowed it.

"Nicol, don't give it a mess to eat, it often has gastrointestinal problems......"

"Oh!"

Nicol didn't say anything more and continued to finish his breakfast.

"So, Mom, I'll send little Anthony to school, and I'll wait for me at the public school in town later, and I'll send Nicol to school for me to go."

"It's okay, anyway, you're also a member of the alumni association, so it's better for you to come forward."

"Goodbye!"

After saying hello to his mother, Darren led his son in a car to a nearby elementary school.

"Nicol, your room was just picked up by the way, and it hasn't been cleaned up yet. I suggest you pack up and make other preparations if you need anything, or if you think of something. ”

His mother, Julie, reminded him to tidy up his house, which was where he used to be, and where all the things he used to use were in it.

Nicol suddenly understood that Julie was still obsessed with his vague memory, probably hoping to recall some of his memories in this way.

He himself thought it was a good way, and he might be able to find some clues.

"Okay, let's start here!"

Returning to the bedroom, he dragged out a large number of cardboard boxes from under the bed, filled with Nicholas. Bucklet's memories of the past - superhero comics from years ago, countless game magazines, figures from the Empire's Strike Back, and a cassette of the game - Little Bees, Star Troop, Yar's Revenge, ......

Another large box contained his old toys, Lego bricks mixed with other things, and a broken locomotive.

And the last box contains relatively few things, first of all, a stack of yellowed old photos, followed by a diary, which is opened to reveal a large number of graffiti, and an old-fashioned DV player.

This thing used to be very precious if it didn't work out on its own, although it was still an old VHS tape from the 90s, but it was a very expensive thing in the past.

Nicol took a bite of the sandwich in his mouth, it was an unfinished breakfast, and his mother, Julie, seemed to go to work, she had a job at a nearby convenience store.

As for the older sister Darren and the brother-in-law Jason, they should have opened a shotgun shop nearby to offer their favorite goods - guns and bullets - to hunters in the border town of San Antonio, as well as hunting enthusiasts, and it is said that business is good.

"Alright! Come try this ......"

Nicol took out the VHS tape and walked upstairs to downstairs, where Bucklay had an old-fashioned VCR, and he had noticed it for a long time, so he put it in.

The screen flashed, and a heartwarming home video was released, which seemed to be taken by Nicol in the past.

Suddenly, at this time, the VCR stuck.

What's the matter, he sat on the couch in the living room downstairs, and seemed to feel something.

A chill filled the air.

It's a feeling that normal people can never experience, but Nicol is familiar with it.

It was a sense of war, as if something terrifying was hiding behind him, and it made Nicol feel terrifying.

It was as if he had returned to the most hidden horror room in his memory, the space the size of a basement, and the shadows that walked slowly in the darkness.

And this time, he encountered even more darkness than before, and the "thing" stood behind him. (To be continued.) )