Dark cold night when I saw a mysterious figure. His voice was concerning as my sight drew blurry at the scene. As soon as I saw flashing lights, I passed out completely. All I saw was the pitch black of pure darkness, but I couldn't keep track how long though.

Where am I? I thought to myself feeling unconsciously ill and confused.

Just hours later, I woke up in a bright room and sat up to look in a mirror. My brown hair, pale lips, and my honey brown eyes proved that I was all right. I still couldn't put a finger to what actually happened before I passed out so suddenly.

"How are you feeling, Rose? Said a man about his middle-age and wearing a white lab coat.

"I feel fine, I guess." I said just trying to act like I knew where I was.

"You're lucky you got to a hospital. A man about your age brought you here after the car accident. The back of your head has been stitched up."

I was shocked when I found out what had happened. I could barely remember what the person looked like. He looked similar to one of my Senior classmates at my high school. Perhaps, he was the guy who saved me from the edge of not surviving.