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You purge your memory trying to remember what happened, where
you are, and even who you are, but you cannot concentrate well
enough with the annoying ping ping of the water dripping. You
slowly lift your head enough to make out your surroundings.
Two buildings stand on either side of you. The one on the right
is stone and looks well built, while the other is wood and seems
to be near the end of its years. Aside from a rotting crate the
alley you now lay sprawled in is empty. It looks like no one has
come this way in years.
With a groan you ease yourself up off the ground. The rain is
just stopping and you see youself in the reflection of a shallow
puddle. You squint your eyes to better make out your appearance.
You see a....
You wake up to the random pings of water dripping on metal. You
lift your head to look around and a jolting pain surges through
your body and stops you cold. Your head is throbbing. Slowly you
lift your right hand to your head and as you touch your scalp you
feel a large bump under your matted and bloody hair.
