I wake up on the hard, cold, ground of a place I did not know. The dust and the boulders made it hard to see what was around me. I quickly sit up and look around, trying to get a better view. It looks like an explosion. Which is impossible because I don't remember being in one at any point in time. I feel something crushing my leg. I look over and see a boulder crushing it. I sigh and try to lift a not so heavy boulder. I had finally got it over.

I try to stand up and, to my surprise, it worked. I didn't feel pain what-so-ever. I walk through a corrupted door way and down the stairs. Which didn't seem to be damaged.  I walk out the door and into the blinding light of a city.

Someone sees me and focuses their attention on me. He stares at me then finally smirks. I walk away, trying to escape the man's glare. I hear footsteps follow me. I don't look behind, I just keep going.

"Excuse me?" He asks me. I stop in dead tracks and turn around. "Do you know what happened there?" I shake my head.

"I guess an explosion." I say.

"How did you survive?" He asks me.

"I don't know. But I know there was a boulder on my leg, I rolled it off, and now I can suddenly walk." I reply honestly.

"Do you know how it happened?" I ask him.

"Well, why did I ask you. Because I didn't know."

"Yes I know." I say. He smiles at that.

"I like you." He says, "What's your name?"

That question hits me in the gut. I hesitate to answer. But I needed someone to trust me. So I went with the honest answer:

"I don't know."

AYE! I can't wait to write this!