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.... hairy butt
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.
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.