• Running. Pant, pant. Tripping "Ouch!" stinging, getting up, running again. "Heh, heh." I heard something coming. "Die!" Pain, blacking out. Waking up looking aruond. Thinking; where am I? Voices, "He doesn't remeber anything?" "Nothing." "How will he save us?" "I don't know?" Memories rushing back to me, I am their savior? I don't know what to do and the people are coming in. "Its so good to have you back...."