Declaimer: I don't own the flock, but I do own the plot.

Chapter 3

I woke slowly. My body felt like I was run over by an eighteen-wheeler then drug through razors. I forced my eyes open.

I was lying on a bed in a small room. Besides the bed there was a dresser, a mirror over said dresser, an end table, and a good sized window. Everything was cabined styled.

I heard footsteps and tensed. They stopped outside my door and the door opened slowly. A man poked his head in. He was about thritry-ish and had mousey brown hair. He remained me of someone, but I didn't know who. Once he saw I was awake he opened the door wider and slipped in. He had a tray in his hands. A wonderful smell was coming from it. I only hoped it only felt like I was drooling.

"I see you're awake. I made you chicken noodle soup." He said. His voice was warm. I liked him immediately. He set the tray on the end table next to my bed. Then he helped me sit up. I hated how weak I was. He placed the tray on my lap. The smell was coming for a bowl of soup. I quickly dug in. The food was gone in under a minute. I held the bowl up to him.

"More please." I rasped. A little startled he took the bowl and left the room. I know that I should be asking who he was or how I got here, but my only focus was food. Three bowls later, I was finally satisfied. He sensed that I was ready to talk. He took the bowl and tray away. Then he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Where am I? Who are you?" I rasped out.

"This is my cabin. My name is Rico." He hesitated, seeming to want to add more but I interrupted before he could decide.

"How did I get here?"

"I found you washed up on the banks on the river. I carried you where. You've been out for two days." Well that explained why I was so hungry. But wait…

"What river?" He looked startled.

"Don't you remember being in the river? From the looks of it, you were I there for a while." I didn't remember the river. My eyes went wide with sudden horror.

"What is it? What's wrong?" He sounded worried. I looked up at him.

"I can't remember anything. All I know is my name!"