I woke up alone. Well... if waking up is what you could call it. Maybe more of "coming out" of a dazed period was more of an accurate label. That's what I had done. I had tried to ignore the pain, the burning sensation I felt all throughout my body. I was praying for death to stop the terrible nightmare. But death never came. During the last few minutes of this terror session, I thought it had. The pain for so intense and horrible, that I couldnt imagine anything but death coming from it. But instead, it had the opposite effect.
I jolted up. All senses alerted. I could hear noises that sounded far off. I could see farther then one would thing possible and I could think so clearly. It was odd, especially when waking up from something as dreadful as fire coursing through your veins.
It was that, that caused me to remember that I was alone. More alone then I had ever been in my entire life. Not only was no one beside me, but I couldn't remember much either. I few names swum in my brain. Like Charlie. And Renee. My mind somehow told me that those were my parents. But beyond that, I couldn't remember anything. Not even what they looked like. Another name was in my head, but this one seemed more important somehow. Even if I couldn't fully remember what it was. Was it Edmund?... No, that didn't sound right. Ethen?...No, That wasnt right either. It seemed like I was getting further away from the real name. But a final name came.
"Edward". I breathed that outloud. I knew that was the name I was looking for, it burned as I said it. But not only that. There was a feeling in me. A overwhelming feeling, but I couldn't recall what it was. I tried concentrating on it for a few moments, when I smelled something in the air. And a different feeling overtook me. I knew this feeling by instinct.
It was hunger, and whatever it was, was nearby. I sprang to my feet and bounded after it. My senses took over, and led me to a dear. I didn't think. I just attacked it. After draining it, I felt replenished. I still felt confused, nonetheless, but replenished. I started running again, but this time, not for food.
It was to solve the puzzle.