Cold. It was all I felt. Slowly my eyes opened. Raising my head a fraction, I inspected my surroundings. I lay sprawled in a corner of some kind of stone chamber. At the opposite side of the dark room were a flight of stone stairs. I managed to stand and started to stagger toward them. They seemed to go on forever. After what seemed years I reached the top. Finally looking up I gazed upon my new surroundings. A dark, misty forest and a hooded figure wearing a billowing cloak and holding a lantern. He must have heard the sound of my footsteps then for he turned around to face me. Terror gripped my heart. The figure under the cloak was no more then a skeleton covered with a thin layer of bleach white flesh.
"So…you've finally awakened…hehehe…I was about to burn you along with all the others." His voice has deep and raspy like sandpaper.
"..what?... what do you mean…?" I managed to say
The man let out a cold laugh and pointed to a small puddle in front of me. I looked down into it confusedly and felt fear's cold grasp gripped my heart yet again. The state of my body exactly matched the travesty of a man laughing before me. My eyes were gone. In their place were two bright yellow orbs of ghostly light that shone through my long scraggly hair that hung in an ebon curtain over my face. I was naked but for a pair of ripped, ragged pants. I stumbled back, gasping in shock at seeing this monstrous image in the water.
"Get used to it lad….." the man said
"w-what am i?" I croaked
He replied with one word. "Forsaken"