he slowly wakes up, rubbing his head. "whare am i" he says to himself, looking around, analizing what looks like remains of a city. the buildings are in ruin and scattered across the ground, the sky is grey with ash as is the ground, everything looks as though it has just been caught in, or the target of, a carpet bombing. he tries to think about what happened to him last, unable to remember what happened, or whare he is or even who he is for that matter. he stand up, looking around him for any sighns of life anywhare. theres fires burning here and there, rubble surrounding him, blood on the ground, possibly his own. "what happened" he mutters to himself.

crackling fire and falling stone made the only sounds he could hear. The heat was gone from here and the quit was beginning to scare him. He looked for a way to move about the rubble and quckly found a small clearing. Hes first steps hurt and he realized his left leg was sprained at the knee but he marched on. The sun was setting and he needed to get some place safe in this hell hole.

he tries to make his steps as silent as possible, fearing whatever may be around. he limps through the ash and rouble, it scratcing and stinging his bare feet. "ouch!" he exclaims, a shard of broken glass sliping clean through his skin. he half slips, landing on his rear, hard, rubble stinging his tender bum, holding his foot, trying to pull the shard of glass out. its a little over an inch long and bleeding badly. it accures to him that he's entirely bare. in the twilight of the setting sun and the grey-red sky, an object seems to be iluminated. what is it? he thinks to himself. it looks like an un-exploded bomb

he curiously made his way to the object, making careful strides to keep his wound from hurting any worse than it already was. The object was strange to him. It did look like a bomb but he had nothing he could remeber to compair it with. Looking around he found a stick about his size and almost poked the thing to see if it would go off but stopped himself thinking better. He used the stick as a crutch and walked around the object tring to see if he could find a sign of what exactly this glowing thing was.

there doesnt appear to be any identifying marks on it. what happened he thinks to himself. theres a noise like a shift in the rouble, like someone else or something is moving around in it. he quickly jumps, looking in all directions for what it might be thats alive in the ash and ruble.

theres some rubble moving while some concealed creature moves under it. he considers climbing the bomb and getting away from whatevers under the ground, but he decides it might be a horrible idea to do that. unsure what to do, he stands there frozen as the unseen creature moves closer