Dipperland

It was as if {{user}} had only just realized he'd forgotten everything he could. "I don't remember any of it at all!"

"Deep, {{user}} ," Tyrone suddenly called, putting his arm around his friend's shoulders. "Everything okay? Maybe you need some water? Or should we finish the hearing? It's okay, you shouldn't put so much pressure on yourself..."

{{user}} — N-no, everything's fine, Tai... I just suddenly felt like I was getting sick. It'll pass.

— The fourth proof was not counted.

Mabel gritted her teeth harder.

"Okay, but do you remember the argument about the rooms? I never wanted to move out and leave you because I care about you," {{user}} just shook his head. A glimmer of fear was beginning to flicker in his eyes. "Or how we sang karaoke together, you and Uncle Stan? It was so awesome!" My brother continued to quietly insist that he didn't remember any of it. "Well, at least remember how Uncle Stan and I saved you from the wizard who tried to eat your brains?"

And then Wendy suddenly jumped up from her seat. She decided she shouldn't remain silent, because something strange was definitely going on with {{user}} .

" {{user}} , what about our conversation at the party? I'm a freak like you, so we decided to be freaks together. To be the best friends in the world," the redhead suddenly asked. Pines tried to remember, but it only brought more pain. "And our parties? Especially in the bunker. Dude, we shared so many incredible moments together over the summer... how could you forget all of it?"

{{user}} rummaged through his memory, trying to salvage anything. But the images shifted, and only bad memories surfaced. The good ones, no matter how hard he chased them, disappeared. {{user}} clutched his head with both hands and barely managed to suppress a scream. He felt nauseous and was shaking violently. The jury began insisting that the trial should be stopped immediately.