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[third_alternative]

My last name is Sartre. I grew up with my father Albert and my brother Erhard in Maine. He's eight years older than me and was in college and already a surgeon when he was sixteen. He'd sometimes help my dad research something in my blood. I mostly just saw him during the summers, but I saw my dad every day. He'd help me with my homework if I needed it, and sometimes had bedtime stories. I went to Cumberland Elementary School until I was eight. My teacher's name was Mrs. Scherer. Then my dad quit working as a professor at Cumberland College and we moved to Mexico so that he could continue his research there, although my brother stayed in Maine for school.

Not bad for someone who supposedly can't remember anything before the age of 15, huh? Guess this place must've done something to reset my amnesia so I could remember everything instead of stuff only after showing up at Providence!

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[life_is_megas_wonderful]

Ooh, that sounds megas interesting! Gots to admit, you didn't strike me as a "Sartre," though!

*thinks he knows what's going on but isn't sure yet*

[trustycrowbar]

[Wait... he remembers Rosalia mentioning a blood-bourne illness at one point...]

You... you sure about all that, Rex? That's a lot of stuff to remember all at once.

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[healeveryone]

[A lot of that sure does sound familiar. Disturbingly familiar. It could be a coincidence, but...how many other kids have parents and siblings with the same name, or something special in their blood? There's an audible element of nervousness when she speaks.]

Were you--were you adopted, too?

[mokomanjuu]

Your brother's a pretty smart guy, huh?