As the bank robber felt nervous about his situation while listening to anything happening outside, his hands subconsciously pulled around the skin on his neck. With a wet pop, he subconsciously took off the thug face of Sammy, the face quickly became a lifeless mask lying in his hands.
Realizing what he did, the one in the dressing room gazed the reflection in mirror. A handsome young SWAT veteran stared at him from the mirror, with a flat thug mask in his hand. He pulled the police ID card from a pocket on his vest, and saw,the same face staring at him from the picture. Officer Elijah Powain, blood type A, that's all he knew about himself..?
He tried to recall his memory, but everything was flooded with pieces of scenes......Everything finally setting down, and he finally remembered who he was, and why was he here.
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