🐈‍⬛Bewildering amnesia🐈‍⬛

                                    

                                          
~Ame's P.O.V
(Library)

Crowley and I are in the library searching for any information that says anything about my hometown. But still, I just can't get over the Dark Mirror saying that the place I live in doesn't exist out of my mind.
I sat next to Crowley as he goes through book after book he checked out but so far, we haven't found anything.
"There really isn't anything. Not only the world map, but the name of your home isn't written in any history." Crowley said while looking through the map of Twisted Wonderland before rolling it up and set it aside. "Are you truly from where you say? You aren't lying to me by chance?" He turns to me and asks.
"Yeah, I'm not lying. That's where I'm from." I simply answer and shrug my shoulders.
"Looking at all this, you may have somehow been brought here from another planet...there's also the possibility you're from another world." Crowley states making my eyes widen.
"Another world?!" So the mirror must've somehow transported me from my world to here!
Wait a minute...does that make me an alien?
"What did you have on you when you came here? Do you have any identification, like a license for a magic car, name on a shoe...you appear to be empty handed." Crowley asks.
I try to reach for my phone that's in my back pocket but for some reason, it's not there. 'Crap! I don't have my phone. It was in my jeans. My clothes must have changed while I was falling through the void inside the mirror.' I deadpan to my myself in defeat. "Now that you mention it, I don't have my wallet or phone. I just woke up in the coffin wearing this." I point at my ceremonial robe and explain.
Crowley listens to this and places a hand on his chin. "This is concerning. I can't just let someone who can't use magic to stay at school. However, as an educator, I can't just toss a penniless teenager out on the street with no form communication. For I am gracious. Hmmmm..." He stays silent as he thinks until something hits him. "That's right! There is an unused building on campus. It was once used as a dormitory in the past so if you clean it up, you should at least be able to sleep there."
"Really? No kidding?" I stare at him with hope and he nods.
"For the time being, I shall allow you to stay there! Then, I will look for a way for you to return home. My graciousness is limitless! I am a model for all educators." Crowley announces with a close-eyed smile. "We had better be on our way. Let's head to the dormitory. It may be a bit old but there is a certain charm to it." He tells me and we leave the library heading to our destination.
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(A/N)
Sorry this isn't a long chapter but this story is just getting started. I wonder just how much charm does that old dorm really have?