I gasped. "You remembered something! That's awesome! I wish I could do that..." More light flooded the room as the unlocked door swung open and I noticed there was a giant metal table with tools on it in the corner of the room.
Huh, what's that?
I walked over to it and examined the tools, they were very strange. there was a light on the table too, and I somehow turned it on. I picked up two tools, wondering what they did. Suddenly I got hit in the face with a memory.
"Jefferson, there's a problem with my crafting table!" I was surrounded by snow and cold, a man with a strange and colorful suit came towards me, taking his helmet off.
"What's the problem, Lila?" the man asked, he had brown hair that stuck up in three spikes, and a nice voice.
"I think some Fog or something corrupted my crafting table, look!" I took out some solvent and pipes and started crafting but what was supposed to be dynamite came out as a solvent and pipes blob. I looked back at the nice man. "Can you fix it, Jefferson?"
"Hmm." the man, Jefferson, studied the table and each of it's tools. "Ah, I see the problem." he handed me my crafting hammer. "This hammer is warped, and it has has Fogrock in it's metal. Where did you get this tool?"
"Oh. I got it from Evercity. It was a good price and I didn't think they would use Fog in it..." I hung my head. "I'm sorry."
Jefferson smiled warmly and patted me on the shoulder. "It's alright my apprentice, you are still young. Just let me make the tools for your crafting table from now on, alright?"
I beamed. "Ok!"
I opened my eyes.
Jefferson...I wonder where he is...
I looked at the crafting table again, I studied the light, and the table.
Light...crafting...light, craft? Lightcraft? Lightcraft! Lila Lightcraft!
"HEY!" I yelled excitedly, "I KNOW WHAT MY NAME IS! LILA LIGHTCRAFT!" then I added more quietly. "Does anyone know who Jefferson is? I just got a memory about him.