The smell of smoke filled the room. The room was eerily silent and not comforting at all. I had no idea where I was. I could not recall anything. I felt like a child on their first day at school; scared of the unknown yet excited by new knowledge. The room did not feel comforting; it did not have the feel of home.
I could feel silk against my bare skin. It felt foreign like it didn't belong. Something weighed heavily upon my body. I was still in a state of slumber; not much registered with me. Random thoughts flew through my head. I had the feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was very wrong. Images of dreams came back to me but I couldn't decipher them. Scenes of destruction flowed through my mind.
Suddenly, the sound of a door opening caused me to wake from my dazed state.
"You're awake", the figure said as he walked towards the bed. He looked so familiar yet so unknown. He had the air of mistrust around him. I was suddenly very scared and pulled the covers closer to my chin. Who was he? Why did he have this effect on me? I felt like a child in his presence. He patiently pulled the velvet red bed clothes of me and picked me out of the bed. I tried to protests but all thoughts of reason left my mind. I couldn't focus on him, on anything. It felt good to be near him, near something solid; to remind me of reality.
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