An Hour That Disappears

Countless cycles and the inexplicable wounds on my body all told me the truth of all this. The memory in my mind is always chaotic, as if it has been cleaned, or it seems that it has disappeared for a period of time. I am looking for the missing time over and over again. During this period, I cannot trust anyone, including myself. Maybe, it only disappears for an hour... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.