I sat up, feeling the wind pulling at my hair, running its biting cold fingers through the delicate tendrils of darkness as I looked around in confusion. Where was I? I was sitting in a field, that I knew, but why was I there? What had happened before? Why couldn’t I remember? Then I saw images, quick, flashing images that made no sense but seemed to indicate some sort of battle. They were gone almost as quickly as they came, leaving me with just a throbbing head. Placing my hand up to it, I gritted my teeth before looking closely at the world around me. Next to me was a long length of metal that looked slightly beaten. This caused a whole new wave of images to erupt into my mind, showing the quick image of someone holding the metal thing up to someone as I watched on the floor. I grimaced and hissed in pain, not only for my head this time but psychologically as well. The person must have meant something to me. Looking around again I saw what looked to be some sort of scuffle marks. Scrambling unsteadily to my feet I winced before crouching down and studying it. Following the marks I could see something in the grass. It looked like a coat and I walked unsteadily towards it, another wave of images and sound hitting me before I toppled over to the coat. Only, it wasn’t just a coat, there was a body too. I felt my eyes widened as I realised that there was a human body there, unconscious. Quickly taking their pulse I realised they were dead and as I went to turn them over I felt something wet on one side of their head. Pulling my hand back with a feeling of dread I gasped as I saw red on my hand. Blood. Another wave of images took over and I collapsed beside her, tears in my eyes and grief in my heart.
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