He tossed the Medallion of Zulu down into the ravine and watched until he saw a small splash in the water below. Now he sure Lulu’s body would be his forever! As he turned to walk back down from this ledge and back to the path, his foot slipped. Perhaps he should’ve been more careful, or maybe he should’ve practiced walking in heels more. Either way, he was now tumbling down the very steep cliffs of the ravine.
He awoke in the hospital with several broken bones and a head wound. But his mind was blank; he had no memories of who he was. His body seemed off, but he chalked it up to the injuries. When a doctor told him he had been identified as Lulu Ye, he shrugged; it didn’t seem wrong, but it didn’t seem right. He couldn’t remmeber either way. He decided to accept this as his name, as he had no reason to doubt the doctor. Finally, the doctor showed him an odd medallion that had been found by his body. He recognized this, but he inched away from it, refusing to take it from the doctor’s hands. He knew that was his medallion, but why was he so afraid of it to the point that he didn’t want to touch it? He told the doctor to leave it at his bedside, pushing himself as best to could to the other side of the bed to be as far away as possible to examine it when the doctor left. It sure looked harmless, but if there was one thing he was sure of, despite not remembering anything else, was that the medallion sitting there was bad news.
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