I knew not where I was. I knew not who I was. I knew not my background nor history. My mind was bland. I guess the only thing I had going for me was my natural instincts, for the first thing I felt was thirst then hunger.
I followed the trace of sweet smelling food till I saw a pizza hut joint. I didn't understand why I could read yet couldn't remember. The waitress saw me and asked what my problem was. I didn't know what my problem was. A man wearing the name tag billy saw me and said throw her some scraps to the waitress. The waitress threw me the scrap. It was good food but I needed water. I rushed to a fountain to drink water. The water was sweet and tasted of metal. I loved it.
People stared at me in a weird manner. I didn't care all I cared about was the sweet water in which I was drinking. Sweet sweet water. I could read their facial expressions they bore disgust and awe . I didn't move too far before two men in strange uniforms walked up to me claiming to be the police. I knew what police was . I decided to cooperate. They placed me in bondage for public disturbance. What's your name again one asked, I did not know.
