The first thing Remus felt when he woke up was pain, the most severe pain he'd ever felt. He wanted to scream, but his throat was too sore. He tried to move but as soon as the thought appeared in his mind his entire body protested. He moaned in pain and suddenly heard voices around him, but none of the words sounded like it belonged to any language he was familiar with. He tried to open his eyes but couldn't manage to. He was so tired, and so full of pain… Remus fell into a deep sleep again.

"Remus? Son, are you awake?" Somehow these words reached Remus's mind, slowly he opened his eyes and looked his father straight into his eyes. Henry was looking pale, his eyes tearing up, "I'm so sorry… It's my entire fault," he cried. At that moment Remus's mother came in to the room with two cups of tea, when she saw that Remus was awake the cups shattered as they hit the floor. She ran towards the bed Remus was in. "My baby… Thank god. Thank you merciful god!" she cried. She sat on his bed, took his hand and held it to her hart. Remus, who hadn't said anything, looked up at his mother and realised that his hand was bruised. How come is my hand so bruised? Why am I here? Why are my parents so upset?

A healer entered the room; she had heard the noises that came from the room. She looked relieved and started examine Remus strange injuries. Remus knew that there was something he'd forgotten, but he just couldn't think of what? He was so tired and his injuries worried him, he tried to talk to his parents but they avoided his questions. He watched them exchange looks with each other and Henry said: "Don't you think about that right now, son. Save that for later".

Two days later

Remus couldn't have been more shocked, his entire body had bruises, flesh wounds and red scars. Most of them were healed but especially one deep wound on his left shoulder scared him, it was red and infected. The flesh wound was of the size of an egg, and it was surrounded by nasty bite marks.

Remus stood in front of a bathroom mirror, he'd been allowed to leave the room for the first time since he woke up from his injuries, two days earlier. He was alone in the bathroom, with a healer waiting for him outside. He was supposed to wash up, but he'd frozen in front of the mirror. He looked like he'd been attacked by a rhinoceros, A rhinoceros with sharp teeth's… Remus pondered.And at that moment everything came back… The scene when the monster attacked him was going through Remus's mind over and over again. He remembered someone screaming, and he was sure that it wasn't him or the beast. Lissa… It was Lissa screaming! What happened to her? The memory of the wizard trying to protect him flashed through his mind: He was killed by the beast! Did it kill Lissa to?

He stepped out of the bathroom, angrily shutting the door with a bang. The healer looked at him: "Young Mr Lupin, you can't have washed up in such a short time?"

"Where's Lissa?" Remus asked furiously. "Is she dead, is that why you haven't told me what happened to her?"

The healer looked alarmed; "I really shouldn't tell you. It is not my duty, I'm afraid. There is so much you need to know, but I can't tell you. But I would tell you if I could, it's your parents' decision not to give you any information. I'm so sorry, Mr Lupin. I think it's the wrong decision, that's all I can say." She walked him back to his room, gave him a last sad look and put her hand on his shoulder, the unharmed one, and then left him with his parents.

"Where's Lissa?" he asked.

Henry and Prudence sighed and knew at that moment that everything in Remus's world was about to turn over.