Prologue
?'s POV
It was dark.
Real dark.
I can't see anything.
My head hurts.
The first question that pops to my mind is, "Who am I?"
Dozens of questions followed.
"Where am I?"
"Why can't I remember anything?"
"Why-"
My train of thoughts was cut off by a bright light.
I heard words....shank, shuck, klunk
"Welcome to the glade."
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