The Forgotten

I don't know who I am. I can't remember anything. Not even my name. But I am being chased by brutal killers... I will probably be dead by the time you read this.


5. Shadow

Like a shadow, I crept after the large party of men. My feet silently touched the ground as I moved along. Always alert, I moved stealthily, behind trees, in bushes, keeping soundless, keeping hidden. This was who I was - somebody who was a warrior, fighting for the better of this world. It was a good life. A very good life. I sort of enjoyed it all. I kept following them, for two long days. They had rhinos. I had stamina. I prefered stamina. It was so much more reliable. Suddenly, they all stopped by a lake. "Open up, by the password of Gontel!" the leader bellowed. I shrunk back as some of the water of the lake drained out into two large holes in the banks. There was a huge base underneath, made of waterproof stone, and probably quite a few storeys underneath the water. I was here. At their base - and my worst nightmare. Again! My memories had flashed back for a minisecond... again! Why was this place my worst nightmare? I couldn't think about it now though. I had to go in. Into the base that was my worst nightmare... for whatever reason.

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