It was cold and dark, when I awoke. My legs and arms ached due to several bruises and cuts I had somehow acquired. My head throbbed with terrible pain and something wet and warm trickled down my forehead. I reached up, curious of what it could be. When I pulled away, my fingers were stained red with blood.
After examining my injuries, I pushed off the damp ground and rose into a sitting position. I looked around, though it made me dizzy, to take in my surroundings. On either side of me stood two tall walls, looking up I realised they reached far into the sky.
Ahead of me I could see some kind of light. Despite my injures, I stood up and slowly walked towards the light, cautious of, well everything. When I got close enough, I could see some kind of mechanical creatures moving past me so fast that I fell backwards. The strange creatures and new land had me scared and alone. I backed away from the speeding chunks of metal until I bumped into an unmovable force.
I felt so scared, alone and afraid. I didn't know where I was, I didn't know anything about the place I was in, heck I didn't even know anything about myself. I curled up into a ball and cried. I cried because I finally realised that I didn't even know who I was. With this last thought, the world faded to black.