When I woke up, I didn't know where I was, perhaps the forest? There was a blanket draped over me, and a fire next to me. It was still dark, so it took a while for my eyes to get adjusted. When I looked around, there was someone a little ways off from me, leaning against a tree. I tried to quietly move, to run away, when I felt something cold on my neck. I didn't even see the person move, but then they were in front of me pressing a blade agaist my throat. A low, quiet voice resonated in my ears. It was a man, or boy, per say. "Do you know what happened?"
I shook my head. No, I didn't know, and I didn't really want to. He smiled sadly and nodded. Then he turned away, and I was able to see his face more clearly.
He looked about my age, maybe a little older. But his expression looked different, like he was in pain. Pain that I could never know, or maybe?