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Seeing the tears in her eyes, Aku reached for the box of tissues beside Azura’s bed and placed them on her lap. Then he rolled his chair closer to place a hand on Azura’s back and gave her a comforting rub.

“What? A bad guy? You?” It surprised him to hear that she’d felt this way. “Noooo! I have always known you to be nothing but good.”

Though she did have a way of attracting evil. No one could deny that. And while his mind was on the subject, he thought of an important point. Without her memories of all the evil beings she had encountered, Azura was a sitting duck.

“But if you wanna see a bad guy, I’ll show you a bad guy. I’ll show you several!” Clicking his pen, he pulled a sheet of paper out from Azura’s medical file. Given she was called ‘Patient Name: Unknown’, there was very little in her file aside from blank forms. Aku turned the page over to its blank side and began to sketch some figures. 

One was a man in a long dark coat. He wore a top hat and monocle and had a smile like a shark. The next figure was also a man in a long dark coat but had a head like a cracked skull, a sunken eye, a thin toothless grin and skeletal hands. The third figure was one he knew only from Azura’s drawings. It was a small triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie and had noodle arms and legs. Aku was careful not to draw the figure’s eyeball, as Azura had told him that was dangerous, so he simply drew an X where the eye should be. 

“These are not guys you want to run into,” he warned, letting Azura have the drawings to study.

As Aku passed the drawings over to her, Azura went silent, taking in the forms that once haunted her life and made it into her own personal living hell. They felt familiar. Dangerous. Their grins felt predatory, in a way that she couldn’t recall how, but it was more to a gut feeling. She simply nodded at Aku’s advice.

She points to the drawing of Black Hat. “This is… Dr. Syls’s boss.” It was surprising that she could remember him, but only after being exposed to the news earlier. “He did this to me, right?” The young woman looked back at Aku, feeling the bandage on top of her head. She didn’t know how damaged her head actually was, other than the fact that she couldn’t remember anyone anymore. Hidden underneath the white cloth were gruesome scars that would most likely stay on her for years, it was a miracle that she even got out of it alive. 

“I got so upset at him last night… I don’t know who to trust and follow, and everything is so overwhelming and confusing.”

“Yes, I imagine it would be,” he said. “You have not lived a simple life, Azura. You are one who crosses paths with many people.” And that didn’t even begin to explain the full truth. 

Aku looked down at the drawings Azura held in her hands. “That is Black Hat. He is a being capable of great power and harm and his words must never be trusted. But the worst part of him is here,” he tapped a finger on the hat atop the creature’s head.

“If you ever find a hat like this,” the demon in human form looked her square in the eyes, “you must never put it on your head.” He held her gaze for a lingering moment as if to be sure she took heed of his words, then glanced up at the bandages wrapped around her head.