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Anepou strode down the hall, a neatly folded shirt in his hand. Some might even call it a little TOO neat, but in Anepou's mind, it was just perfect. He felt his phone buzz, but decided he'd check it after he got to Andrew's dorm. He turned the corner to get to the right section of rooms, and was pleased to see the door was wide open. "Andrew! I brought your shirt back!" He sped up and stood in front of the door, holding the shirt out, while pulling his phone out with his other hand, to see why it hadn't stopped buzzing since he'd turned the corner.

The mass of messages started out normal, moved quickly to weird and got weirder as they went on. Who the hell was calling everyone scum? What on EARTH were they talking about a cage for? And then the next one, the one with a shitton of the word forever. He stared at them, then looked at Andrew. "Did some one HACK the ADMIN account?"

That's when his phone started proliferating the Unknown Error messages. "Ok what the ever living ******** is this bullshit?" He turned his phone to face Andrew. "Is yours being covered in messages like mine?" He had planned, originally, to ask Andrew to try it on. He wanted to make sure it fit right (He was pretty sure he'd gotten the estimated measurements ok, but he wasn't 100% sure on it, and he would want to fix it if he was wrong.) and he wanted to see if Andrew liked how the fix/improve had gone. If asked, he would have to admit he'd improved it, in his mind. It was still the same shirt, but... it had a slightly more flattering fit, so that Andrew's physique was more properly displayed. He was a Sun Hunter, surely he liked showing the world he had real muscles. Right?

Anepou nodded, then stared. Did he want to continue...? What did that even mean? He hit the yes button, and then jerked back as the terrifying eye that dripped into a shadow of a girl appeared. In all the names of the many gods, what in the hell...

And then the memories hit him, and he collapsed, literally, for a moment, against the door's frame, unable to support himself by the weird, and rather horrible feeling of the two sets of memories in his head. He knew which was real, but having the memories of FalseAnepou in there too was hard on him, he'd never experienced anything like this before.

Who was Dorothy, what was this? When Andrew spoke, Ane managed to lever himself back up, to stare, and finally he said, in a hoarse voice "My tail is gone too... My ears... my ears are wrong. What the hell is this? What is this game...?" He stepped back, staring around in horror at the feeling of how wrong it was to be in a place where the people who would normally hunt his kind... Like he remembered himself doing in the False Memories... would live. "How the hell did we get in here, and how in Anubis' name can we break this game?" He looked back at the ******** up text message that spoke about a cage. "And what about this so called cage? Is it real too? Do you... remember a boy?" He shook his head, feeling like he was drowning in the memories. "And what if... whatever this is... makes us forget again?"

Anepou was trying, desperately trying, to shift to his Jackal form. He was still himself, why couldn't he use his natural ability? He shuddered, and gave up after a moment, furious that he couldn't be himself in any form at all. He looked back at Andrew and said "I'm Anepou Sah, here and there. There, however, I'm an Anubis Demon, first year. I haven't been enrolled very long, and I'd just started settling in when this happened." He closed his eyes, uncomfortable with this situation. "So you wouldn't know me, no one really did. I hadn't had a chance to... meet anyone."

His eyes opened again at the comment about being screwed, and nodded. "We need to find ways to leave notes to ourselves. I don't think putting it on your phone is a good idea. I mean... there's where this..." He points at his screen, with the freaky as ******** image of Dorothy on it. "THIS is. I'd suggest paper, pen... Walls, floors, anything that at least isn't apparently digital in some form." He gave his phone an extremely suspicious look. "I don't know what all of this is, but anything that cognates to a phone or computer from reality... I just don't trust it." He paused, then said "Here. The shirt... why don't you put it in the room, and then maybe we can... write notes to ourselves and leave them in..." He tilted his head, thinking about it. "In multiple places. Your room, my room... You can put one for you there, if you want, in case you have concerns about some one taking things, or just... back up, so to speak..." He pondered other options. "I might put some in a spot I know near the recycling room that few people use... Any ideas on other good spots that you might find after?"

Anepou flushed, realizing how young he probably was compared to the other fellow, given that Andrew had felt the need to comment on him being a First Year. He sighed, quietly, and then nodded at Andrew. "Yeah... First year... Hope to make something of myself, anyways. I assume you're a student too, given the tail, and wings you mentioned missing?" He shrugged it off, though, and straightened up, blinking as he listened to what the obviously older and more experienced person said. "I see... I've never experienced anything like this before. You sound like you have."

This made him frown, deeply. His parents had never mentioned insanity like this occurring when THEY had attended Amityville Academy. Had it changed, gone downhill, somehow? Or were there outside influences causing this? "How often do things like this occur, that you speak with such authority?" He pulled out a paper, and began to write a note, one he shoved in his pocket. He sighed, and entered another one in his phone, just... just in case. He didn't trust it, but if this place WAS that ******** manipulable by whatever had done this, better to double up. He paused, as he did so, however, realizing he might have been rude. "I am not implying you are without authority or some such, by the way. I just meant... You sound very experienced in this matter." He finished writing his note into his phone. It went something like this:
"You are Anepou Sah. You are not a Human Hunter, you are NOT from a crazy family who thinks they are descended from the Pharaohs. You are a Demon, an Anubis Demon. You need to remember, you need to remember the strange boy's voice, and the Cage."

He looked back up at the question about some one else. "Ah... Olivia? No, I don't think I have, I'm sorry to say. Do you want me to try to help you find her?" He placed the shirt down on the nearest surface in 'Andrew's' room, and stepped back. "If not.. I think I'll go see if I can find some kind of clue on how to break this insanity." He paused again, and added "If I do see her, though, in that situation, I'll text you ASAP."