2 Weeks Later.

Walking out of the hospital I took in a deep breath of fresh air. I have been told that I'm the personification of the Country England, and that my human name is Arthur Kirkland. I guess I'll believe them for now, but I'll need proof. "Hey Iggy," I looked back and aknowledged the man from when I first woke up. He called himself Alfred F. Jones, the personification of America. He is odd, this fellow, but he is kind enough to let me stay at his place untill I gain enough memories back. Following him to his car, I noticed he looked a little gloomy.

"Are you alright Alfred?" Said man flinched and looked back at me, a big grin on his face. "Dude, I told you to call me Al!" "Um...a-alright...Al.." I'm not exactly certain why, but it sounds odd on my tounge. Maybe It's from a distant memory. Ugh, my mind is so foggy, I can't make out anything. Glancing out the car window I watched the foliage as we sped by. Soon the trees became blurred colors and I fell into slumber.

"Arthur! Arthur!" Huh? I looked around. I was in a green feild, the sky a bright blue. Shivering from the chilling wind I heard a giggle from behind me. "Hey Arthur look at this!~" It was a childs voice. I felt warmth and happiness spread through my chest at the sound of the kid. "What is it?" I said cheerfully. I turned around to face the child. -

"ARTHUR!" "WAAHH!" Jolting up from my sleep, I realized Alfred had awoken me. He smiled, " Hey, we're here dude." Looking out the window, I felt the dream escape my mind and I instantly noticed how huge his home was. "Woah! That is a very big house!" I hopped out of the car and looked up at it. Al laughed loudly. " Thats my mansion! I live there all by myself sadly though." Why would you want a mansion if you're all alone?! Not really caring I followed the loud man inside. It was beatuiful and everything looked expensive. "Here's a map in case you got lost." Alfred handed me a thick wad of paper and walked off into a room. This will be interesting.