you get up from the hot
desert sand, and began to wash off the worst of your sand crusted,
blood smeared, wounds as your facial expressions made small winces in
the hot and bright sun. after finishing you stand up and grabbed the
side of the wooden building for balance, only then you realize that
your leg was so bruised you could only walk so much before total
colaspe. once you get out of the alley, your head starts to throb
horribly, blackness started to corrupt every corner of your vision,
the last thing you saw was an old worn, stone sign bearing the
ledgend, Tyle Sands. Then darkness wound over you and your legs
buckled, sending you falling to the ground without any memory or
name.
