Ch. 2
As I awoke from my unconsciousness, I knew that I was in a forest of some sort. I couldn't see, but I felt that I was lying on nice, soft grass. I heard the birds in the distance, and every time they chirped it rang in my head for minutes afterwards. I tried to get up with no avail. Everything was out of focus; I couldn't see anything very clear. "What happened?" I thought.
I tried to get up again, and this time I got to a sitting position. As I pushed myself up my arms felt like they were on fire. I had a massive migraine, so painful that I almost passed out.
After what seemed like hours I felt the pain go away. I decided to get up. I got to my knees and pushed myself up to a standing position. The migraine came back instantly. I gritted my teeth and moaned in pain.
Then I heard something like pitter-patter of feet. This made my headache worse since the sound continued afterwards. I was starting to think that someone made me take lots of alcohol because my friends say that is what a hangover is like. I heard the footsteps again this time they were closer. "Who's that?" I asked. No response. "I'm warnin- ahhh," I couldn't finish because my head hurt when I talked.
I decided it would leave me alone so I tried to walk a few steps, but ended up faceplanting myself into the ground.
I again woke up from unconsciousness, to find myself in a bed. "Good," I thought, "just a dream." It was fairly dark, new moon I guess. I was about to get up when I heard a door open. "Mom, is that you?" I asked the figure standing in the doorway. "No, I'm sorry but I'm not your mother," a feminine voice answered. "Then who are you?!" I asked again. "I'm Kiara, you must have hit your head pretty hard, your aura showed immense pain and you were holding your head." Kiara told me. "Wait! So I wasn't dreaming?" I asked. The figure standing in the door walked up to the cabinet next to me. My vision was still bad, she was fuzzy and I couldn't make her out. "No, I saw it with my own eyes, it happened." She assured me. She had a light British accent, and her voice was as sweet as honey, like my mom's. "Where am I?" I asked. "In my home. I brought you here after you collapsed. You were out for more than a day," Kiara answered. "And where is 'here' exactly?" I still questioned. "Too many questions! You should get some rest. Has your headache gone away?" she asked and she walked toward me. Her appearance cleared up a little as she walked up to the bed. I tried to make her facial features out, but it was to blurry and the lack of light wasn't helping. "Yeah, everything is still blurry though," I answered, "Hey did I drink any alcohol by chance?" She shifted her arm, probably the "hand on hip" stance, and replied, "If you drank that much spike juice I shouldn't even be taking care of you." I laughed a little, "I'm not a drinker, but my friends told me this is what a hangover is like." Kiara walked over to the doorway again, "See you tomorrow; get some rest too, if you can." And with that she left.
I sat up for a while thinking about what just happened. Why I woke up in a forest with an inhuman headache. Why am I in a house with a woman I have never met before. Those are the two thoughts that i pondered on for a long time until at last, I was overcome by sleep.