The Awakening
The sun was warm. He could feel the sunlight piercing through his skin. However he felt cold. He felt water all around him. He could hear the waves splashing. But he couldn't remember where he was. He opened his eyes and saw many palm trees around him. The trees were all slanting towards a single direction, towards the sea. Or rather towards the sun.
He sat up. He could hear people talking. There were four of them. All of them were very tanned. Each one was carrying a very special net, probably used for fishing. The one talking saw him sitting up, stared at him. Others who noticed the one's stare started to turn around and looked in his direction. They walked towards him.
"Who are you?" asked the taller guy.
"Who are you?" asked the same guy again. He stared back, not knowing what to say. He felt the urge to turn around and run away. It was a simple question but he had no answer. "Where am I. Who am I? Why am I here with these strange people?" He had many questions which he could not answer.
He felt trapped. What was happening? A shroud of darkness fell upon him.
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