I woke up in a warm bed, not really knowing where I was. The blankets were comforting, though I felt like a fire had just burned my face.
The feeling faded away quickly, before I could react to it. Either way, I sat up.
There was no one else in the room. It was a nice, warm, yellow color, with an empty cage in the corner. There were four beds lined up beside mine.
I couldn't remember what had happened, only that there had been a really bad accident. I wracked my brain, but only came up with three bits of information:
Fitz Vacker, a teal-eyes boy with dark hair.
A terrible accident.
And the name Sophie, which I knew must be mine.
I needed to find out more. I had a feeling there was something important I was not remembering. I couldn't just wait in this room. What if no one ever came for me? What if I was just some extra who couldn't remember anything, so they just locked me in here?
I had to get out.
I tried the two doors leading out of the room. Locked. Fear coursed through ms, a burst of adreline I usually didn't feel. I checked the one window. Not locked.
It didn't look to far down. I was only on the first story, and the window was only about six feet in the air.
What was I doing?
I quietly opened it, and positioned myself on the edge, and then took a deep breath, and jumped.
I hit the ground hard, but nothing was broken. There was a slight pain on my ankle, but it seemed fine.
I stood, backing up to get the enormous building in my view.
It was breath taking.
But I heard voices from inside and a burst of fear ran through me. I couldn't. Be seen. I didn't know who I was. What if I was some criminal? What if they locked me up? I silenced the thoughts, starting to run for the woods surrounding the building.
I would find out everything the accident had taken away from me, and come back home.