I sit and wait for what seems like days but realistically was probably only a few hours. Without my sight, I can do nothing apart from wait for it to return. As I cannot see anything and am scared to walk around this foreign room, I decide the best thing to do is to lie down and rest. However I come to the dilemma that it is difficult to sleep when I have so many questions running through my mind.
Who am I? Where am I? Why can I not remember anything?
Eventually, I realise that sitting here pondering over the answers to these questions will do me no good and get me nowhere. With this thought in mind, I am able to sleep.
A miracle happened when I opened my eyes again. I could see. I woke staring at a dull bulb handing from the ceiling, swinging in the slight breeze from the ajar window I can now see on the left of me. I slowly sat myself up. I was in a plain room with bare walls. The only furniture in the room was a small bed and table.
This whole situation sensed uncertainty so I decided to follow orders. I turn to pick up the phone on the table and called the only number in there.
*ring, ring*
*ring, ring*
"Hello, this is Natasha." She starts.
"Hi, this is…er-" I stutter as I realise I don't know who I am but Natasha catches on quickly.
"James. Your name is James Barnes – or Bucky." She calmly replies.
There is an awkward moment of silence whilst I ponder over this new information. I was just about to reply when a crash comes from my left. Someone, dressed completely in black, was smashing through the window.
In a panic, I drop the phone. I can hear Natasha shouting in the distance as I am viciously tackled to the ground. The next few moments are a blur of fists swinging, scrambling along the floor, and blood. Once things began to become clear again, I realised what I had done. I had taken on this man, who had a massive advantage over me in height and weight, and I won. What the hell do I do now?
It obviously not safe to stay here. I can still hear Natasha screaming down the phone yet I am reluctant to pick it up. Something about this just doesn't seem right. So instead I crawl up towards the window, leaving the knocked out man lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood.
When I looked out the window, I was strangely disappointed. It was just New York City – I could see the Statue of Liberty in the distance. I was expecting to be in some dangerous, hidden location. With that disappointment in mind, I attempt to survey the area.
I'm on the 2nd floor of what seems to be a block of flats. This building is surrounded by similar looking buildings. Nothing exciting. However, a café comes into my view. Perfect.
I slowly climb and lower myself out of the window so I am dangling off the windows ledge. I look down and spot nothing to soften my fall but it is too late now so I let go and hope for the best. I hit the ground with a big thud and I cripple to my knees. There's a few sharp pains but nothing is broken so I get up and walk towards the café. Luckily, I am wearing normal clothes, so I should blend in.
When I reach the café, I realise I would have to buy something to stay in there. Suspiciously, I have $2.50 in my jean pocket, the exact amount of a small cappuccino. I buy my drink and sit at one of the café's computers along the window. I open up Google and am just about to get started when I reach other to my drink and take a sip. That's when I notice the sign.
Directly across the street from my position, was a sign that reads:
OH, BUCKY. THE TESTS HAVE JUST BEGUN.