I was awake, breathing and feeling.
I was conscious, but where was I? Time felt strange and corrupted as I tried to make sense of what was happening.
And there was a man standing in front of me who's face I did not know. I couldn't even speak.
"What the..." he said looking bewildered. He was tall, probably a nord I figured.
Before I could even breathe I fell to the stone floor, cold and damp. Then I remembered how I got here. I'm sorry, Serana, my mother's voice still echoed in my mind. I felt pained. "Hel..." I tried to speak but it was hard to breathe after being trapped for so long, my head was spinning and I could barely even see in the dimness of the Ruin.
"Who are you?" The nord asked, his hand steadied on his sword.
"Serana," I finally said.
"What are you doing here, Serana?" He queried.
Serana, you're father will hurt you. I'll come back for you but you must promise to do this. "It doesn't matter."
The man's hand fell from his sword sheath to his side, he kneeled down and helped me to my feet. "Are you okay?"
I looked up at him, he looked strong but distant. Why did he care? "I'm fine, just get me out of here."
The man nodded, I could still see the confusion in his face, "I'll lead the way."
