You decide to look for signs of life
You let the crystal on the string drop to the front of your neck. The
pain in your sholder is terrible, but the rest of your wounds aren't
as bad. You find it irratating that you can't remember anything, you
are nobody. No-name. You decide if you must find out who you are, you
might want to look for people, for signs of life. You look at the two
buildings,and decide to look in...
