A Mexican dude was walking down the street in a sombrero smoking a joint as usual when he noticed a body lay on the ground covered in blood.

"That is pretty fucked up I guess" he said to himself. He decided to loot his body, taking his wallet and keys before running away and calling the local police. Minutes later an ambulance arrived and took lifted the body away to a hospital.

The body awoke three weeks later in a daze, rubbing his head, he grumbled

"Where the hell am I?" A doctor suddenly walked inside and said
"You're awake! It's been about three weeks now!" the doctor said happily "You've been in a coma for three weeks and we weren't sure if you were going to make it through or not so this is wonderful!" He beamed happily. "We've had a shortage in beds so we stuck you next to this guy. He might be dead, we're not sure. We're still waiting on the test results."

All of this information confused our now awakened person, who shall be named Bobo the Mystic Monkey until further named in the future.

"But wait…" said Bobo "You don't understand, I have no idea of who I am or where I'm from. It's almost as though I've lost my Identity and need to go on a quest to reclaim it…"

The doctor's smile faded "But sir, you can't leave because you're in critical condition still!" Bobo the Mystic Monkey rose, "Sir, please sit down!" The doctor rushed over to the patient and tried to put him back with the maybe dead guy but Bobo reached out with a hidden strength and threw him into a bucket of used needles that was somehow lying around near him. He left the hospital and went out into the streets.

Bobo unfortunately had no idea where to go next. He decided it would be best to aimlessly wander the streets. He walked past a group of Asian tourists who laughed at him because the doctors had drawn penises and other silly items on his face while he slept in his coma. He then walked past a group of black guys, one had a radio on his shoulder that was blasting a very loud rap song.

"Fuck the shit, fucking fuckerson fucked my fuckin' grandpa up the fuckin bum bum. Werd." Screeched the rapper in the music. He ignored it and kept walking.

I don't like rap music… he thought. But how do I know that?

He continued walking until he went past a cellphone store a lady came out, when her newly purchased cellphone rang. The ringtone said this:

"I never meant to hurt you

I never meant to lie

So this is goodbye

This is goodbye"

Bobo suddenly grabbed his temple as he was on the verge of remembering something. Grimacing in pain he tried to remember what it was. He received a small glimpse of something, it was him on the computer checking out something… something that was going to be released soon.. something that would make him very happy.

All of a sudden a group of men wearing bags over their heads came out and kicked him in the balls. He fell over in intense pain and someone knocked him over the head with a club. He fought to stay conscious, but fell over as he was struck in the head again.