Porter’s head felt heavy and his ankle was wet and throbbing. He vaguely recalled the monster that had attacked him, but could barely get his thoughts together, let alone care about his life.

He felt his pant leg being pulled up and flinched away. Why would the monster do that? Why would it be checking on his injury? Unless it hated the taste of laundry detergent and was trying to expose more of his flesh.

Slowly, but surely, he found the strength to open his eyes. At first his vision was blurry, it slowly cleared until the moon came into focus. Porter tried to sit up but a hand pressed down on his chest to stop him.

“Rest. You’ve lost a lot of blood.” A kind voice instructed him.

He did as he was told. He figured that things couldn’t get much worse then they were now, and he was better of with who ever this was then the shadow monster.

Porter felt pressure on his leg as the man wrapped it with some sort of material. It must have been fabric, it didn’t feel like a bandage.

“Who are you?” Porter’s voice was hoarse. His throat felt dry.

“Don’t worry about that. I’m here to help.” The way he spoke was calming, but I was still starting to worry.

“What’s your name?” Porter could barely hear himself.

“Kyte Malley. I’m studying to become a doctor, I’ve done quite a lot of studying for it and I get A’s on my assignments, so I’m fairly sure you’re safe in my hands.” He said. Porter almost laughed at his bragging.

“So your smart. I guess that’s good.” I said, trying to get up again. This time he let me.

“Can you get to your feet? My car’s just over there, I can take you to the hospital.” Kyte told me, supporting my arm as I struggled to get up.

When I was standing, I had a clear view of Kyte. I stopped moving out of shock. The guy from my memories of my old life was standing right in front of me, in real life.

“It’s you!” Porter pointed at his face. “You’re the guy from my random memories!” he looked over his outfit and realised something else, “Your also my stalker! How’d you find me!?” Porter was getting worked up. To much had happened in this short period of time.

“I’ll explain on the way to the hospital.” Kyte promised.

“I don’t trust you. I only just met you.”

“Come on, Porter. You just said you saw me in your memories. Your going to faint any second. Just come with me.” He scooped Porter up in a bridal carry, but before he could protest, he fainted.

What seemed like seconds later, Porter woke up in a hospital bed. The lights and white colour of everything was blinding. It took a while for his eyes to adjust to the sudden light.

He sat up. The first thing he noticed was the presence of his stalker.

“What are you doing here?” Porter glared at him.

“Making sure you’re alright.” Kyte replied as if it was a normal thing to do.

“You didn’t explain anything to me in the car.” Porter said. He wanted to know about this mysterious person. “Why were you following me home from work?” Porter demanded.

Kyte stood up and closed the door before sitting down next to Porter’s bed and starting to talk.

“I got word of a major threat here in Greuala. You may not remember it, but in the past we were the target of some pretty nasty people. Just because you had forgotten them, doesn’t mean they have forgotten you. I’ve been following you to protect you. I wasn’t sure when they’d attack so I’ve been following you for the past couple of days. I left for a second because my sister needed me and they attacked you. I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you fast enough.” Kyte looked at Porter. Porter could see the regret in his eyes. He saw the pain Kyte felt as he looked at his injuries.

“You cared about me in my old life didn’t you?” he asked.

“Yeah, a lot. You know, you’ve always been very perceptive, I could never hide anything from you.” Kyte laughed once. His face melted into one of sadness.

“I’m sorry I don’t remember anything.” Porter started, “But can you explain what that shadow