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At the graveyard past the meadows of Salem, amidst the broken gravestones and drooping willow trees, a man strolls along a path every day. Nobody knows him or whatever he came here for, and he knows nobody - not even himself. Past the narrow path, he looks down to each crumbling slab of rock, at the worn names and chiselled last words from people whose faces he's never known. His clothes are ragged as his memories are shattered, and sometimes he imagines himself lying in the graveyard, under a different face, under a different name that wasn't written on him. And one night, under the round moon, he stumbles over one fresh gravestone that wasn't there the night before. Sifting aside the dirt, he reads a name and smiles at a jolt across his mind. He knows where he left off, and it's time for him to get back down to business. (Creative Writing Stories 1st place, credit to Alzar)

In the cemetery, a lone man walks around, looking at the headstones, thinking very hard. Ever since the man fell from a ladder on his head, he forgot EVERYTHING about himself, and no matter how hard he tries to remember, he can't. So now he spends his night wandering the graveyard, looking at the headstones, wondering who he was. He stops at a headstone of a random dead person. He doesn't bother looking at the headstone, for it would remind him that they had a life, and knew everything from their past before they passed. He just stared at the rugged gray cement, with the name, Giles Corey, etched into the surface. He began thinking about how cool Giles was, with his funny jokes and helping nature. I miss him, he thought to himself. Maybe you knew who I was befor-. It all came back that instant. The Amnesiac remembered who he was before, what he did, his family, everything. He yelled in excitement, running back to the town, wanting to tell everyone that his memory was back. In the morning, when he announced his memory was back, no one had the heart to tell him that he had mistaken all the events of his life with the life of Giles Corey, the man who had died the other day protecting the Doctor from the Serial Killer. (Creative Writing Stories 2nd place, credit to ProjectRysa)

She'd been living like this, without a memory, for years now. They said she'd lost her memory after an explosion, but that was all they knew. They didn't know her name, who she was, why'd she'd been at the place of the explosion - she was a Jane Doe. It haunted her. She wanted to know who she was - craved to know, but wherever she looked, there weren't any answers. She was sitting in a café when it happened. This was something she'd do every week; she'd buy a newspaper and walk over to her favourite café. There she'd order some toast and coffee. Combing through the obituaries, she'd search for any clues of who she'd been before the explosion. The idea that reading about what other people had been would bring her any closer to her identity might seem futile, but it was all she had. No one alive in this town could give her any clues of who she was, so maybe, she figured, the dead could. Reading the obituaries in silence, one of them caught her eye. Her breath hitched and she could feel her heart beating faster; yes, yes! She remembered! (Creative Writing Stories 3rd place, credit to Norling)

After an exploding shrapnel accident, the once-glorious Amnesiac lacks anything but a shadow of his former life. As the town and mafia fall prey to death after death, as the people slowly dwindle down in numbers, the Amnesiac visits the graveyard one night and stares blankly at a tombstone. Suddenly, the Amnesiac's eyes widen. He remembers. (credit to Swedishlemon)

When the vigilante was walking through the Town of Salem, he was attacked by a member of the mafia and fell unconscious. Luckily, the doctor cam in time to save him. Though he woke up will no memory of who he was and how he got there. When the doctor let him free to go, one shady women asked if he can come with her. She told the vigilante that he was a mafioso and he needs to help the mafia. The consort and now mafioso worked together because of one forgetful mistake by the amnesiac. (Credit to Mineawesome)

You were recently realized from a near by hospital. Upon waking up you realize you don't remember anything and the doctors tell you your name. Your doctors thought it best to just send you home with your friends to help you recover from the amnesia. You may not know what you are doing, but it is up to you to decide your path. (credit to Hiphoplog)

A person wanders the Salem graveyard during midnight, staring at tombstones of people that have fallen victim to the Mafia. He experiences flashes and glimpses of his past life as he reads the inscriptions on the stone slabs. Before he makes his way off back to his home, he notices a tombstone of the Serial Killer that was lynched recently. As he stares at it, the glimpses become more intense and more graphic. Then he suddenly snaps his view right in front of him, his eye twitching and his mouth slowly quivering into a sickly grin. He knows his true purpose. (credit to Squiddington)

There once were two Serial Killers who worked together to eliminate the Town and Mafia. One night, one Serial Killer decided to kill the Mayor. The other warned him of a Bodyguard, yet he still decided to do it. He silently approached the Mayor's house with a knife, the Bodyguard attacked. The Serial Killer stabbed him before he could shoot, but the Bodyguard's gun landed on his head, causing amnesia. He lived for several days as an Amnesiac while the other Serial Killer insisted he was a Serial Killer too. Eventually the Sheriff got suspicious and called out the Serial Killer, leading to his demise. That night the Amnesiac visited the graveyard, and found himself looking at the Serial Killers grave. He suddenly remembered his past, and retrieved his old knife. He began to finish the rest of the Town and Mafia continuing his work. The Town had noticed the footprints near the grave, and wondered, "Who is the new Serial Killer?" (credit to gaugamer237)

After 3 years in the Salem Hospital, the Amnesiac is released from the psychiatric ward to remember where she lived. She had remembered living in the Town of Salem. Once in her dusty home, She writes notes to herself trying to remember what she did for a job. The first day back, The framer was lynched by the investigator for working against the town. Fuzzy memories flash past her as she tries to remember, But she was not a framer working for the mafia. Another day passed of attempted remembrance of job, she had saw the investigator dead in front of their house. Later, the serial killer was lynched when the sheriff pointed him out. More fuzzy memories had appeared, just more broad. That night, she had visited the serial killer's house, let herself in, and looked around. The serial killer had a collection of knifes. Seeing these knifes flashed memories stronger than the flashes from seeing the framer's death. She knew her purpose now. To continue her work as a Serial Killer before the Bodyguard incident. (credit to Setpep)

It was around midnight, a simple Lookout was in his house, getting ready for bed. He heard something coming from outside, he walked to the door, and saw a shadow of a person, he approached the shadow, but didn't see anything, the person snuck up on him from behind, and hit him on the ground, they struggled, until the other man stabbed him in his head. Months later, the Lookout wakes up in the hospital of Salem. One of the doctors looked at him, "He's alive!" says the doctor, the other doctors enter the room, "W-What happened?" asked the Lookout, "You were attacked. We still don't know by who. You had serious head injuries, you're very lucky you're alive." says the doctor. After recovering, he gets sent back home, he still doesn't remember anything from his past life, everything that happened that night, was just a vague memory, "Who am I?" he asked himself. One day he walked through the Salem graveyard, and saw the grave of a jester, "Am I a jester?" he asked himself, memories flash by, "No, no, I can't remember anything about a jester..." he says, he sees a serial killer's grave, he walks towards it, suddenly he remembers what happened that night, this dead serial killer was the same one who attacked him so many months ago. Suddenly he remembers who he is, "I am the lookout." he said, and he walks away from the grave. (Credit to Thibo1102)

The Investigator swiftly went in to his target's house at night, the man had called him out, claiming he was the lookout and that he had visited the Sheriff the night he died. Half the town had believed the fool, only the real Lookout, the Veteran and Doctor knew he was innocent. As he turned on his lamp, he found what he had expected. The person's basement were lined with false documents, too many for a Framer to put in before he came. He wrote the man down as the Framer. And left. However, once he came home, he saw a Vigilante, his revolver aimed at his head. the Vigilante shot him, but the Doctor, one of the people on his side, quickly came to his aid. But the shot had given him amnesia, when he came out to the circle, he didn't remember anything, not even getting healed by the Doctor when the Vigilante shot him. Or finding the Framer. He became an Amnesiac. There was another Investigator who said that the man who he investigated the night he got shot by the Vigilante was the Framer, the executioner was still alive, and the town believed he was the executioner, and lynched him. Despite his defenses. That night, the Investigator, now an amnesiac. Wandered the graves at night. He looked at the sheriff's grave. Memories flashed by. But he didn't remember anything about being a sheriff. His memories tampered with him as he went by grave after grave, until his sight rested on the Investigator's grave. Memories flashed by, becoming more and more graphic. And then he remembered his true self. "I am the Investigator" He said aloud to no one, then walked to his house. Once he returned home he gathered his old information, seeing who the Framer was. When dawn streamed into the town, the town was excited to see the Mafioso, killed by the Veterean, and the Godfather, executed by the Jailor, dead. One man didn't look enthusiastic about it at all, the same person he investigated the night he got shot. He raised his finger towards the Framer, now the Mafioso, ready to accuse him. (unregistered contributor)

A man strolls through the graveyard of Town Of Salem. No one knows who this man is, not even himself. He moved to this town trying to remember who he once was. He stared at all of the graves looking at the people's names and their roles in the town. They all seemed to distance. Far off from what he thought he was. He had no idea what he was but he figured he would know if he saw it. Every day was the same- Town accuses someone, they lynch them. Every night was the same- He took a walk and looks at graves. One day this will be different. The man would always think to himself. One day I will remember who I was- who I am, and I will show the town not to kill an innocent town member but instead I will find the mafia. I will find them by myself, and I will kill them. The next day as he passed through the graveyard he spotted a grave he never saw before. The dirt was just recently put back down. ‘William Hobbs: He was a great man, an investigator. He killed the blackmailer. May he rest in peace.’ He read, suddenly in a second the man remembered everything. He remembered how he was also an investigator. He remembered everyone he had looked at, and he heard his past self say something that stuck to his mind. “We have some work to do.” (Credit to User:Squirtlesmind Squirtlesmind)