#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 stand but felt a throbbing pain at my right side, I felt a red tacky liquid seep out from an unfamiliar bandage wrapped around my abdominal. My eyes grew awry at the sight. Within the silence, I could hear indistint monstrous voices. Still shell-shocked by my unknown experience, I wobbled grudgingly towards the...