It was supposed to. I honestly didn't remember anything until I ran into a boy, and got this strange bruise on my torso that wouldn't go away. There was a sense of deja vu, too-- as though I knew him, but couldn't quite place where.

... That's about the time that things started happening that were pretty much parallels of what had originally happened. People calling on a "Joker", who would answer them. A fire at a museum. An attack at a gym. The boy kept appearing and trying to keep me uninvolved. He didn't want to answer my questions, but I'd get these... odd flashes, in those places, hearing voices of people who weren't there, or seeing things that also weren't there.

I did eventually find out, though. That boy, Tatsuya-- was someone precious to me, that I'd forgotten. And like Philemon had promised, everyone did forget in order to reset the word. But Tatsuya-kun...

[ Maya trails off, eyes darkening. ]

Tatsuya-kun... couldn't forget. He didn't want to lose his friends. And because of that simple thought, hints of what had happened in a world that no longer existed began to creep into this world. And after he explained it to me, I remembered.