#WritcoStoryPrompt25

I stared at the letters tattooed into my right forearm. I had no memory how I had got it or why I was in a hospital gown or why I was floating at the edge of a muddy, river bank. I had absolutely no memory of who I was..

I tried to push myself up, but my body felt weightless. Looking down, I saw that my feet were not touching the ground. I was floating a few inches above the muddy bank, my hospital gown flapping around me in the cool breeze.

Panic...