Prue woke up. "Ouch my head" she moaned as she got up "Where am I?" She looked around. She was in a small, dark room. There was the bed she was on, some drawers at the side of the bed with a small lamp on and a TV in the corner. There wasn't anything else in the room. Nothing else would fit in the room it was so small. She couldn't hear much except a few cars going by. She went to the window and pulled back the curtains. The sudden light was blinding. The sun was just rising and the light reflected off the windows of flats opposite her. Below was a main road. There wasn't much traffic at the moment which made her wonder what time it was. She looked at the time. Six o'clock in the morning. It was earlier than she thought.
She stood staring out the window for a few minutes. She didn't recognise the place at all.
She turned round and walked over to the drawers. She opened them and took out some clothes and got dressed. Something told her that they weren't her clothes but she had nothing else and decided to think nothing more of it.
She went to the front door and opened it. Outside was a long, white corridor almost like in a hospital. She walked out in to the corridor and started walking down it. She reached some stairs and started to go down them. There was no one else around. It was silent.
She reached the bottom of the stairs. She found herself in what looked like a reception. Still no one was around. She headed for the door a few metres away.
"Prue," said a voice from behind her. She spun round. "You OK?" There was a man standing there.
"Er…yeah," Prue said shakily "who are you?" The man looked shocked.
"Jack," he replied "that bump on the head clearly affected you". He looked at his watch. "Well got to go," he said "hope your memory comes back to you". He smiled at her and walked out the door. Prue stared after him
If only she knew that Jack was an elder who was just checking she was alright. If only she knew the truth. After all anything could happen…