Recovering from my existential doubts I started to march towards the direction of the sun, I have no memories of my past however I think I have kept some survival skills, I don't know how to explain it but it is like a sixth sense, for example when I see mushrooms I can instantly understand if they are poisonous or not after a simple look at their pigmentation, not even the clothes and objects I found when I woke up helped me, an old cape and ruined clothes that were probably classy once given the gold embroidery on the pockets, a sword completely worn and dirty with dried blood on the blade, some strange bottles with green fluorescent liquid inside, some bandages and finally a rhomboid-shaped pendant with a red gem set inside, this one is very particular, every time that I look at it I feel better, I perceive something familiar like a memory, a memory that I cannot remember linked to this pendant, I have this sensation.

I think it's been hours since I woke up and only now I realized something, I CANNOT TALK!?, Until now I just thought, I never uttered a word, is this too is an effect of my memory? I do not know.

After several hours of walking I managed to find a path, that should be a good sign, right? There must be civilization around here, this could even be the path I came from .. Mmhhh ... But it seems strange, there should be some sandal footprints instead it's mostly clean, leveled almost as if something big had crawled on it, zero foo... .. HAAAAA (I lost my balance falling on the muddy ground) footprints of a beast, no it's impossible they are too big to be, and besides they have 5 fingers!?, My nose is starting to smell blood, whatever it is and currently hurt maybe even fatally, should I go check it out? It is too risky, I don't know what creature it is or how it can behave especially now that it is in a stressful situation, it would be too risky to go after it ...

I started running in the direction of the footsteps, as much as my brain (Oh, I remembered a new word :)) tries to make me think rationally I keep moving forward in the hope that it could may be already dead, it's been a while now since my stomach started to ache, and some meat, even raw is something i wouldn't mind right now (just thinking about meat makes my mouth dribble, it was probably my favorite food before the "accident"),

Stop. Abruptly i fell due to a difference in height that I didnt noticed, I staggered up, my face was completely dirty with mud and I could not see anything, I threw myself back on the ground and began to crawl forward, the ground was soft and marshy, even moving on all four was extremely difficult, I reached out my hand. Wet? No Water! I threw myself forward and dipped my face into it, i got up still wet, opened my eyes, a huge lake stretched before my eyes, the path ended there.