I don't remember a lot. Not even a full memory can I recall. But I get fragments. It's like there's a wall though, one that blocks me from the whole story. The problem is, it doesn't feel like it's my memory. I know, absurd, but that's what it feels like. Like I was able to take a flash of a peek into someone's head but never stayed long enough to see them fully. I see her, the mother. The man, I'm guessing the father. The person holds them dear but he seems to be closer the other woman and man. One that he seems to have spent more time with. That is all I can get out of these shards of memory. I do, though, see someone else. She is older that I am, but not as old as the other women in the flashes. She is not too tall, she has light hair and eyes. I can only see bits of her though, as if he hasn't known her long enough to get a full picture.
The world around me is dark. I see nothing but the memories and the occasional murmur from outside this black hole. They don't seem nice, I can tell by their harsher tone. There more rugged then the ones in the memories. I admit, I am curious though. Do they have a look, like the people in the memories? Once again I am alone, left to myself in the silent, blank, lonely darkness. I suppose I should try and look around now. What better opportunity, I mean, if no-one is around then I can explore. I reach out a hand, which I didn't even know I had, and push past the black. I push and push and push. Finally I make it out.
A white light blinds me. I shield myself with my arm. The light is quite the opposite of any light I am familiar with. I blink a few times to try and adjust myself, and for the first time in any memory that is truly mine, I see with my own eyes. There are outlines, shapes and boxes, round shapes, flat shapes, and tubular ones. I examine myself. My skin is a light tan, not even close to the white I am surrounded by. There are these tubes going into me. I feel that there is one in my nose. I, bravely, yank it out, only to realize that it was just supplying me with needed oxygen, I can now breathe on my own so, no need for that. I, more carefully, take out the one implanted in my arm. That one, though, hurt. A dark red liquid slowly leaked out where the needle at the end of the tube once resided. I peeled back the bed sheets and try in use my legs. Whoa, I have legs. Sorry, I forgot about the fact that beings have appendages. I lift myself up rather quickly.
Too quick.
I ease myself back down to rest. Then I try again, slower this time. I smile, or I think that's what it's called, when a muscle lifts up the outer corners of your mouth to show a form a satisfaction. I, once again observe my surroundings. I notice a faint noise in the back. A light beeping. I also feel a light tug on my chest. I look to see a light colored strip on my arm attaching these colored tubes, which are quite small. I tug on them until the release and I pull them out of the ting covering my body. The beeping behind my gives out only last beep before giving a louder, longer one and muting itself. I swung my legs out and off the bed and I stood on them. I grabbed onto a nearby chest and used as support for my legs were unsteady. I looked around. There was a portal. Or a door, I believe their called. I made my way to if and opened it. Behind the door was a long dark hall. Even though the floor was extremely cold I still walked about with my feet bare. There was a door at the end of the hall. I walked to it and opened it also. And there one of them stood. I had never seen this one before nor had the person I have's memories. He was tall with a strong build and a smirk on his face which seemed to have softened.
"Doc, She's awake." He said coming closer to me.