Hiding Fragments

The bed feels incredibly comfortable when Silvia sits down on it and the rest of the hotel room also looks so expensive and fancy.

Why did she deserve such luxury?
While she tries to admire the room wordlessly, Vivianne sits on a small sofa and writes frantically on her notepad.
Why is she using such old-fashioned paper instead of typing on some trendy hologram?

By now she feels so exhausted that she could fall asleep right away, and yet she can't stop thinking about tonight's confrontation with Massimo. Who could have expected that her first encounter with an enemy would happen today? Even if she has no idea why they are enemies.

He spoke of a basilisk and Defteros. Of the Children of Roko... All terms that, as always, mean nothing to her. Maybe he's just a confused man who spoke to her like that, but then how could he know her name?

Confused or not, Silvia doesn't have a good feeling about the whole thing. She wants to keep the content of this meeting to herself for now.

Vivianne will certainly be able to find other clues.
In the meantime, Silvia will try to do her own research.
This matter could be something that government organizations, such as the Investigation Department, should not find out about for the time being. As sorry as Silvia is to have to lie to Vivianne.

When Vivianne asked her if anything in the shopping street looked familiar, she could only answer in the negative. It's the truth.

It's actually crazy - almost insane. Silvia had forgotten everything. The look of the city, the rules of society and especially Giftear.

She hadn't paid much attention to this artificial intelligence until now, but now she knows how important A.I. is for the daily life of modern society. The fact that all creative and entertaining works seem to be the product of generative technology seems incomprehensible to Silvia. Although no memories have come to light, she remembers how much she appreciates man-made art. Is she perhaps in reality an eccentric outsider in society? That would certainly explain her outfit...

“Hm... Tell me Silvia,” Vivianne begins, bringing Silvia back to reality.
“What exactly did you do in the last three months after you were found?”

Well, that's a really good question.

Silvia's memories of the last three months are actually very hazy - but at least some of them are there.
She remembers sitting in a cell. Occasionally she talked to someone: Therapists, perhaps?
All this thinking is exhausting and Silvia now realizes how tired she really is.

She can't help but yawn out loud.
It's really hard for her to stay focused, so she simply tells Vivianne what she remembers from the last few months.

Tiredness has now gained the upper hand, but Silvia can still hear Vivianne talking:
“Sounds like pretty brutal handling for someone who only suffers from amnesia.”

“Yes, 'just' amnesia,” replies Silvia, without really having heard the content of Vivianne's statement.

She immediately drops onto the bed and drifts off into a deep slumber

She has done enough for today.