Memory Lapse

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They live among us, even if you've never seen them. They're always there, and we're outnumbered five to one. I'm sure you've heard them, haven't you? The voices under the static of the television or radio. The music in the wind at the night's darkest hour. When you hear your name being called, but nobody said anything. They don't like you thinking about them either. Sometimes, they try to slip past you when you're at your weakest, when you are trying to fall asleep. It doesn't always work. Then they have to remove themselves from your mind, the details of your supposed dream falling out of your brain like sand through your fingers.  Nobody knows why they're here, or what they want. Maybe they've always been here, and we are the intruders. One thing I know for sure though, they do not want to be seen. Whenever a person comes face to face with one of them, they have to completely wipe their memory of the last five minutes or so. 

Have you ever walked into a room, and forgotten why you came in?

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