I wandered, it was a hot sunny day and I was making little progress across
the barren wasteland that could only be described as a desert, but I was
heading towards something. I knew that, I saw it on the horizon, it was a
town...
It is was old town, I saw that as I got closer to it, it was made of wood,
with people, many many people, hurrying around like they had something to
do. I guessed this is what a town should look like and later I learnt that
it wasn't, it was an old town, one that hadn't been changed except for one
building, a bar, where there was a lot of shouting and a man was kicked out
of the door, I remembered his face, but that in itself puzzled me, because
back then I was sure that he died at the hands of the man in red, he was
one of the men in green, the ones that were attacking me when "he" came and
saved me.
I wondered why he was there so I entered the bar, it was definitely a bad idea as far as ideas go. The arrival of the man had started a fight in the bar between two men and it was not hard to get dragged in, as I found out. But luckily the man behind the bar halted the fighting. I'm wasn't quite sure of how, I just know he did it. I got up from my place on the floor feeling the large bump on my nose that was growing quite steadily, the barman told me I was a complete mess and could take me to the hospital to get me cleaned up, I don't remember any more before I woke up in a bed with my shoulder bandaged up with white cloth. Then I saw him the man in green being chased by the man in... The man in... Red. But then I realised he had died in the explosion... But the man out there, he had the hair, he was the right height, but he had
glasses? I did not remember glasses. As one could expect I thought he was a fake, so I made a drastic decision to try to get up off my bed, only to find that more that my nose was broken, and so I lay there wondering who this man was, this new man in an old red coat. And I made a promise... To myself... To find... And destroy that impersonator. And so my great journey started and here I am, now lying on this bed, in a white room, with white sheets, on a white bed pondering whom this new man was and where did he come from.
I wondered why he was there so I entered the bar, it was definitely a bad idea as far as ideas go. The arrival of the man had started a fight in the bar between two men and it was not hard to get dragged in, as I found out. But luckily the man behind the bar halted the fighting. I'm wasn't quite sure of how, I just know he did it. I got up from my place on the floor feeling the large bump on my nose that was growing quite steadily, the barman told me I was a complete mess and could take me to the hospital to get me cleaned up, I don't remember any more before I woke up in a bed with my shoulder bandaged up with white cloth. Then I saw him the man in green being chased by the man in... The man in... Red. But then I realised he had died in the explosion... But the man out there, he had the hair, he was the right height, but he had
glasses? I did not remember glasses. As one could expect I thought he was a fake, so I made a drastic decision to try to get up off my bed, only to find that more that my nose was broken, and so I lay there wondering who this man was, this new man in an old red coat. And I made a promise... To myself... To find... And destroy that impersonator. And so my great journey started and here I am, now lying on this bed, in a white room, with white sheets, on a white bed pondering whom this new man was and where did he come from.