You walk back towards the stream and look back into the water.
Unruly dark brown hair billows in the wind. Your blue eyes remind you
of a place far away. A place that you know, but you can't remember.
You shake your head as a strange feeling of da ja vu rushes over you.
You look at your clothes and notice that they are torn and bloody.
But not with your blood. The only wound you have is on your head.
" Whose blood is this if it is not mine?" You ask
yourself. With a sigh, you stand up and start to walk down the shore.
Suddenly, you lose your footing and fall. You look at what you fell
on and notice a large light blue egg.