SIA POV

I flicker my eyes open to my beautiful extra large white bedroon and realize it was morning. Last night, I have had the best sleep in years .

It's strange that I have forgotten, how it feels to sleep on a good bed, for the past year I have used the ground as my laying surface.

I remember how I started rumbling about, a year ago. I remember waking up in the woods, covered with bruises.

I don't remember what happened before then, or why I was injured, it was as though I had woken up from a night mare, that I couldn't remember.

There was no one...