Chapter 1
As my nearly lifeless body lay limp on the cold, frosted ground, I began to recall the events that had brought me to this crude reality.
For some reason, I could not remember a thing. Not my name, not where I came from. Nothing from before I woke up 2 minutes earlier.
My ears were ringing, and I could feel that I had at least 3 broken bones; my tibia, mandible and clavicle as well as a rib or two.
So it was obvious that I had been in some kind of accident. If I could only have gotten up, I could have gone to seek medical attention. The problem with that was the getting up part. I was in too much pain. So I waited, hoping that someone would come and find me. I must've had friends or family that would worry, right?
To pass the time, I thought of myself. Who was I? How did I get here? A few things I did know though; I spoke english, a language from my home planet, Earth. As well, I still had basic knowledge. Things like what it feels like to break a bone or that I desperately needed food and water to stay alive.
Eventually, my hunger subsided, and I was almost certain that that was a sign that I was about to die. It had been 3 days since I had woken up, and those had been the worst 3 days of my life (I guess I made since I had no idea what my life was like).
I began to panic, and all logic flew out the window. If I really was about to die, standing up and making my injuries worse really wouldn't matter. But what if I did die? Would I even be forgotten? I could not bare the thought that I would die before knowing who I truly was.
So I counted to 3, bit my lip and stood up. I could not believe what I saw. I was so shocked that I could not feel my injuries anymore.
