So empty... my eye's flutter open and I find my self staring at the boring whtie panel's of a hospital room. But which hospital.... why am I here, who am I... so many questions and none with any answers. I am lost... or am I found.... or I don't know.... panic grips me. I know nothing... I am no one.... some part of me has left, an empty hole in my heart.

Oh God... who am I? A sound next to me rustles like silk, I turn my head to see them, a group of four, sleeping in what do not look Like comfortable positions on the hard plastic chairs in my room.

Who...? The question die's before it ever fully develops, they where all so beautiful... so deeply lovely. As if there souls shine threw there dishevled maskes. I pull my self up, and the sound of the rough hospital sheets falling from my chest seems to awake them like an alarm. I blink and I notice that they peer at me with eye's of angels.... angels....

Who they?

Deep with in my soul something released, the presure in my head relaxed....but my heart begins to hurt...

Who are theY?