I went downstairs to see what my mom wanted. She and my dad were in the living room having a late night snack. She started talking and said she called me down to remind me that I start my first day of grade 12 in a couple of days. I was confused, but I played along. She also said she was concerned about my drinking and that I should take it easy until I finished this last year of school.
School and my drinking? Yeah, that's interesting. I didn't really know what to think about all of this, but I suspected that I somehow managed to bring myself back in time once again.
Anyways, I asked my mother what year we were in, and she looked at me as if there was something wrong with me. My dad laughed and gave me a pat on the back and told me not to play dumb.
A thought came to mind. I decided to ask my parents about the time they spent in Willow Creek. They looked at me with much confusion. I knew this was different. When me, Tara, and our friends were in the world of the future, our memories weren't affected. However, both me and Tara to this day still don't remember much about what happened in our lives before Willow Creek.
I wonder if I'm in some alternative dimension of the world of the far past. I need to figure out what year this is.
