4. The note
I was finally getting released from the hospital. I still couldn't remember much, but I could remember my childhood up to last year, so they let me go.
I walked out the hospital and took a seat in my hired car, not feeling quite at home, but it was a car on the same. But before I sat out of the corner of my eye I saw a peice of paper lodged in the window. It was a note.
Hesistating, I reached my hand out, drawing it back when I lost the confidence, but I quickly gained it again.
Snatching the note off the sill I held it in my hand as I drove home, anxiously waiting to see what was inside. I entered the drive and hopped out of the door, quickly locking it before entering my house and sliding down the other side of the closed door. I ripped the letter open and entered the kitchen as I slid the letter out the envelope, holding my breath. I unfolded it and immediatly began to read, my eyes going back and forth as I scanned the paper. It read:
If you want to know what really happened to you last week, come to the park in the center square, next to the town center, for 8:00pm. Find the middle of the tunnel of trees and there a man will be there with another note. Take it and don't read it until tomorrow. Don't ask any questions either, yet.
That's all for now.