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Kind of like this, but with better graphics. all you need to do is make it to your bedroom, despite your amnesia. Next to it, duck taped to the door, is a note.īy now, you won't remember any of this, but it is probably for the best. As I approach our door, I notice something hanging from the door knob. He asks me if I was coming straight home, and I tell him, "Yeah, but I'll probably grab some Taco Bell along the way." He says, "Okay, I'll see you then." This is a common conversation at our apartment, so I think nothing of it.Īround thirty minutes later I arrive home, a bag of scrumptious burritos in one hand and my MP3 player in the other. He tells me that he had wanted me to run to the store, but that my brother had already done so, and therefore I didn't need to. It said, "Call me when you get off." So, as I walk to my car, I call him. A few minutes prior to clocking out, I received a text from my roommate. (Unfortunately, they didn't take pictures, and to keep this blog post from being a wall of text, these standard issue Amnesia pictures will have to suffice.) so much so that they decided to play a little prank on me. My friends became engrossed with the story.

In a fit of bad judgment, I bought the game and decided I wanted to play it (should have probably been the other way around). A few of them were interested in the game, but not brave crazy enough to actually play it themselves. Over the past few Sundays I've been inviting friends over for a session of "Sunday Afternoon Amnesia".