• The first thing I remember was pain, I had a really bad headache that flooded my sinuses with white hot, aching pain. I cried out, but my voice just echoed into the void. There was darkness all around me... I try to get up, but remain stationary when I see that I can't move a single muscle. All my senses begin to fade as my awareness slowly drifts away. Into peaceful slumber.

    "Hey Buddy!" I hear someone shout. My eyes open, the darkness is gone. The excrutiating pain in my head has died down to a dull throb. I look around, and see a filthy man grinning at me. "Are you alright?" He asks, I examine my surroundings and find that I'm in an alleyway. "What happened?" I wonder aloud. "You got a nasty crack on your head there." The man says to me. I try to remember how it is I had come to wake up in such a dark, filthy place, but hit a brick wall. I gasp in suprise when I can't remember anything. I cannot recall my first kiss, or my first birthday. "What's your name?" The hobo politely inquires. "I don't know." I simply reply." The man makes a strange face at me and scratches his stubble. "How can you not know your own name?" He asks, sticking his index finger into his left nostril. "Dunno." I reply.