As if in a swift leap, I tumbled into consciousness with a start. My eyelids parted in an instant, but I couldn't see anything. Everything was shadowed by darkness, including my mind - a wave of panicky amnesia had settled over my senses, clouding all rational thought and forming a thin line between all of my knowledge and what was placed before me, or lack thereof.
Where am I? Who am I? I blinked, my hands shaking and my heart pounding. The answers to my questions were there, somewhere just beyond my reach where I couldn't grasp them. My vision came into focus gradually, and my senses were beginning to cooperate.
I could feel a cool breeze wafting through my hair, and the sinking mud beneath me. I could smell ripe apples and fresh grass. I could hear the soft whispering of the wind blowing through trees, the distant tinkling of wind chimes. I still did not know the answers to my questions, even though I had regained control of my body.
I sat up gently, prying myself loose from the muddy earth sticking to my clothes. Pulling myself to my feet, I took a step forward. I had to find someone ... someone would help me. I wandered through the unknown place, with only the sole factor being that I was outdoors.
After a few minutes of searching, my palms touched cool, smooth wood. I felt around for some form of entrance or any other device that confirmed what it was, but I was cut short by a hard shove from behind me.
As a natural instinct, I opened my mouth and screamed. I had been oblivious to the fact that I had the ability to speak, and it shocked me that I could do so. Another shove accompanied the last, forcing me forward. The shove came from a pair of hands, which obviously belonged to a human - I felt my heart seize as I realized I wasn't alone out here in this darkness. Before I could do anything else, one of the hands clapped over my mouth to prevent me from screaming any more. I tried to yell, but my screams were muffled.
The other hand kept forcing me forward, though I stumbled on rocks and jagged bumps repeatedly. I desperately wanted to say something, to ask what was going on. But the hand was still over my mouth, so I didn't bother trying to talk. Another memory came flooding back to me - I had teeth. And they were made for biting. I opened my mouth and bit down on a finger, causing the hand to reel.
But still I was forced on, and a cloth was wrapped around my head to replace the hand. I struggled to escape the stranger, but the shoves were quicker now and there was no time to head off on another course. Eventually a pinprick of light appeared in the oblivion, and I had a spark of hope in my heart. Was this person leading me to sanctuary? The lights became brighter, and so did the surroundings illuminated by them. The lights were positioned at the entrance of a barn. So that's where I was.
I still couldn't turn to see the stranger, so I continued on. As we reached the barn entrance, the shover turned me the other way so I couldn't see him/her as they opened the barn doors. Before they opened it, I could hear moans and scratching coming from inside. My stomach turned as I had a feeling of impending doom - something unnatural was in that barn. But before I could think any more, the hands shoved me into the building - and slammed the door shut. Once again, I was alone in the darkness.