The ground I find myself laying on was is cold and wet. I inhale sharply and without regularity, for I have knowledge of where I am. My fingers dig deep into the earth as I push my self off the the ground. The gray skies above me let forth a light rain this coupled with the wind caused a shiver to run down my spine.
I stumble to my feet as the realization of what can only be described as a dream took shape a round me. I wanted to scream but yet I bite my tongue, for I don't know what may hear me. The area around me is a small clearing in what seemed to be a forest. My mind goes blank as I rack my thoughts of how I have become stuck in this predicament. The only thing the comes to mind is a name Leon. Leon! Leon! my mind shouts at me. Is this my name why does this name appear in this nothingness that is my thoughts. Nevertheless my mind needs to returns to problems at hand. The cool air chills my nostrils as I take it in, my breathing is becoming more not at ease as it becomes apparent this is real. The thought that pushed to the for front of my mind is warmth the cold had started to set in.
I quickly begin to gather wood as my instincts started to take over. I must get warm if I stand a chance of living through whatever this is. After a few minutes of gathering the driest wood I could find I started try to make a fire. The damp sticks rattled against each other as my hands shiver and shake. Its no use the weather and a my inexperience made the task impossible. With a fire being out of the question I began to search the trees line for shelter. Deeper and deeper I wondered in this ever expanding forest. Over the time the rain partially being blocked by the trees allowed me to warm up a bit the shaking has finally stopped.
My mind falls a way from the need to get warm and back to why am I here. Did I come here on my own, was I forced. Again the name came forth Leon. This urge to say the name filled my the mind, my entire being, but why! The pressure builds and I finally break. Leon, the name falls out of my mouth my voice broken and horse from my long silence. The pressure that has built up all this time was gone as fast as it had come. My mind silent and my legs sore I take a rest to before I go farther in.
As I rest on a hollow log contemplating my next move a monstrous noise followed by a sound that can only be described as death echoed through the trees causing me to fall to the ground. I lay there for a moment in absolute despair as any hope I had slipped in to deepest part of my being. My pants and my shirt are drenched in rain and covered in mud. I feel as if everything has conspired against me. Sadness fills me, but I have no choice but move and hope I don't meet want ever made that sound. I walk for what feels like hours when I come across a small body of water. As I circle the lake, I came across a rock outcropping that can hide me from the rain. I remain there for a time allowing my body to regain composer. As my body rests my mind became froth with fear once again and the tears begin to well up. Alone, im all alone I whisper to myself. I have no memory no clue who I am where I'm going and how I will live in this strange environment.
