Silva did as the clones suggested and started searching through all his minds, trying to find the fragments that would be there, but it was a lot harder than he thought.
He started with his own mind. Because of how well-established his mind was, it was like a massive labyrinth that he started navigating.
He started going through from the beginning of that day. It started with him waking up and getting ready to leave, with his new hair, his new look.
After that, he got into the carriage that started the journey, with Aaron driving the carriage. He recalled when they got into the devil rabbit labyrinth and also when he talked about learning about the continent.
As soon as he reached that point, he was immediately taken to where he and Aaron sat together. It was like the word “continent” triggered a link to the specific memory.
But as he and Aaron sat down, the memory began getting shaky and distorting. He could not make sense of it at all, but he could hear Aaron saying one word, and then everything scattered.
The one word was “continents.” That was all he could get out of that memory, and the next memory that followed was him waking up the next day.
“Something did happen. Aaron and I spoke about something, but now it’s like the memory was deleted from my head.
Continents. What did we speak about continents? Was it about what I said of learning about the continents?” Silva asked himself.
“Instead of monologuing, check your minds,” one of the clones said and snapped Silva out of his thoughts.
“Yeah. But I want to at least try to see what Aaron and I could have discussed that had to do with continents,” Silva said.
“It’s possible that the word continents just entered the discussion once. It is highly probable that the word was not even the focal point of the discussion,” a clone said.
“That makes sense,” Silva said and then started searching through the next mind. Like the first to keep, it had the same sequence, one that started with him getting ready and then leaving the kingdom.
Entering the devil rabbit field, and after that, having a discussion about learning about the continent. But this time, nothing happened; there was no sudden link.
So his memory played out until it made it to the point that he was seated with Aaron again, and the memory started scrambling the same way. This time, he didn’t hear anything.
He only saw the flash of a red beam, and that was all. There was no other thing for him to get from there. The next memory was when he woke up.
“A red beam flash? What was that?” he asked, but there was a gap, and so he could not think about what could have caused the red beam flash.
Silva was beginning to get pissed right now. The two memories had little to no connection at all: continents and then a red beam of light. What was the relationship between them?
But all this happened in the night. There were a few hours in the night, and that meant that a lot could happen in that time. But this thought made Silva dread more.
Because if whatever happened was so long that it spread through the night, and he was only getting tiny fragments from his mind, he would not have enough to gather a good picture of what happened.
But he refused to give up just yet. He looked through the next memory. The same process happened, but this one didn’t go all the way to the end. It skipped from the moment Silva spoke of fighting the rabbits.
The next memory he saw was himself in the air for just a split second and his sword in his hand, covered with flames.
The image flashed and then vanished, and Silva was gradually getting pissed—like, very, very pissed. He expected that this memory would somehow link the first two, but it did nothing to help. This time, it just showed him in the air with his sword, seemingly fighting something.
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And this was already the third memory. He had seven left to go, and with the way it was looking, he could not gather a good picture at all. But he decided not to lose hope yet.
He searched through the fourth memory, and this time, he remembered the moment when his eyes closed and he fainted. But he at least got something added this time.
Because he saw something like a veil of reality closing. Sadly, that was all he really saw. And again, there was no connection. Why would he see that right before he passed out or fell asleep?
What was the connection between anything that he had seen so far? There was no single connection. He went through the fifth memory, and in this one, he saw Aaron flying through the air. And in the sixth one, he saw the red beam flash again.
The seventh memory was Drake casting a spell at something, and the ninth one was Silva hitting the ground. The tenth was Silva seeing the others sleeping on the ground.
That was the final memory. And after seeing all, the only conclusion that Silva could come to was that he and Aaron got into a fight somehow that night, and now they have no recollection of it.
The issue at hand now was, what were they fighting? Why were all his other friends sleeping while he was fighting? These were just the few questions that were now in Silva’s head.
“Something is happening. Someone did something to me, probably the person that I fought. This is bad, and I need to figure out what to do,” Silva said.
“The only thing we have to go on is the word ‘continents,’ so let’s just start yapping about continents, and maybe it will help,” one clone suggested, and it seemed like an idea that was worth trying right now.