Chapter 2: Them
The youth did not know how long he had been unconscious for. By the time he jolted awake from his nightmare, he found himself lying in a closed, narrow space. The cold beneath him seeped into his bones and slowly invaded his thoughts.
All that lay around him was pure white.
White tiles, white walls, white ceiling, white lights, and the white gown on his body. The entire space was like a world made of piled ice and snow, a white that was blinding and dizzying. Even his head was filled with a hazy white.
W-What is this place?
He dazedly blinked, struggling to pull from any memories. But a few seconds later, he discovered that he could not recall a thing.
Who am I? Where is this? Why am I here?
No, I don’t know.
Everything was blank.
He had forgotten it all; he had even forgotten his own name.