Dark wakes up in a small bedroom feeling dizzy, confused and with a sharp pain in his head. He looks around but doesn't recognize anything.
*Dark*
- Where am I?
Dark gets up and walks around the place, looking for something that gives him an idea of where he is and what is happening. As he walks around the place, he finds a door that leads to a small bathroom. As he enters the room, he sees his reflection in the mirror.
*Dark*
- What is going on...?
Dark leaves the bathroom and opens the door of the bedroom. As soon as he puts one foot outside the room, he sees a tall blonde man leaning in the opposite wall.
*????*
- Hey, look who is finally up.
- How are you feeling?
Dark stares at the man, trying unsuccesfully to recognize him.
*Dark*
- Who are you? What is this place? Why am I here?
*????*
- I'm Windham. This is your bedroom, you live here. Don't you remember anything?
Dark tries to remember anything but his memory is blank and he feels another sting in his head and winces a little.
*Dark*
- No... I don't remember anything.
- What happened to me?
*Windham*
- You suffered an accident and hit your head pretty hard.
- The good news is that the doctors said you'll make a full recovery and won't have any trauma.
- The bad news is that you're probably never going to recover your memory.
*Dark*
- What...?
Dark stays silent for a minute, Windham keeps looking at him waiting for his next words.
*Dark*
- What should I do now?
*Windham*
- Well, first of all we need to get you something to eat, you must be starving.
The moment Windham finishes his sentence, Dark's stomach makes a loud noise confirming Windham's words. Windham gives a small laugh and puts his hand around Dark's shoulder.
*Windham*
- C'mon kid. Let's go to the cafeteria have some breakfast.
Dark has a strange sensation when he feels Windham's hand on his shoulder, he doesn't know if it is something good or bad, but the friendly aura of the man relaxes him a little and he follows him through the halls of the building they're in. As they walk, Dark sees doors just like the one of his bedroom, with name tags on top of them.
*Dark*
- What is this place?
*Windham*
- This is your dormitory. You live here, remember?
*Dark*
- No.
*Windham*
- Right... my bad.
- I'll explain everything to you as soon as we eat something. I promise.
Dark doesn't like the secrecy, but he remais silent for the moment and keeps walking with the man.
*Dark*
- Where am I?
Dark gets up and walks around the place, looking for something that gives him an idea of where he is and what is happening. As he walks around the place, he finds a door that leads to a small bathroom. As he enters the room, he sees his reflection in the mirror.
*Dark*
- What is going on...?
Dark leaves the bathroom and opens the door of the bedroom. As soon as he puts one foot outside the room, he sees a tall blonde man leaning in the opposite wall.
*????*
- Hey, look who is finally up.
- How are you feeling?
Dark stares at the man, trying unsuccesfully to recognize him.
*Dark*
- Who are you? What is this place? Why am I here?
*????*
- I'm Windham. This is your bedroom, you live here. Don't you remember anything?
Dark tries to remember anything but his memory is blank and he feels another sting in his head and winces a little.
*Dark*
- No... I don't remember anything.
- What happened to me?
*Windham*
- You suffered an accident and hit your head pretty hard.
- The good news is that the doctors said you'll make a full recovery and won't have any trauma.
- The bad news is that you're probably never going to recover your memory.
*Dark*
- What...?
Dark stays silent for a minute, Windham keeps looking at him waiting for his next words.
*Dark*
- What should I do now?
*Windham*
- Well, first of all we need to get you something to eat, you must be starving.
The moment Windham finishes his sentence, Dark's stomach makes a loud noise confirming Windham's words. Windham gives a small laugh and puts his hand around Dark's shoulder.
*Windham*
- C'mon kid. Let's go to the cafeteria have some breakfast.
Dark has a strange sensation when he feels Windham's hand on his shoulder, he doesn't know if it is something good or bad, but the friendly aura of the man relaxes him a little and he follows him through the halls of the building they're in. As they walk, Dark sees doors just like the one of his bedroom, with name tags on top of them.
*Dark*
- What is this place?
*Windham*
- This is your dormitory. You live here, remember?
*Dark*
- No.
*Windham*
- Right... my bad.
- I'll explain everything to you as soon as we eat something. I promise.
Dark doesn't like the secrecy, but he remais silent for the moment and keeps walking with the man.