“Wake up, wake up.” The voice echoed through his head - ———————————————————————————————————— - Day 1 - ———————————————————————————————————— - His vision was blurry, all he could see was a light, and then darkness. Now someone was telling him to get up. His eyes were barely functioning, his body was in immense pain. Despite all the pain he managed to wake up, and the first thing his saw was crimson. His head hurt like crazy, it felt like he had been hit by a sledgehammer. The rest of his body was also suffering, but he managed to sit up. He was in an infirmary clinic, and it would probably be a while until he could actually walk again. He decided to go back to sleep, and to wait for his body to heal. - ———————————————————————————————————— - Several Weeks Later? - ———————————————————————————————————— - “Get up, get up now! Your in danger, you need to move, now!” - ———————————————————————————————————— - He woke up again, what day was it? Had he slept for a whole week or was his head messing with him? The voice in his head sounded panicked, afraid. He immediately hopped out of bed and ran to the dresser, he pulled out a new pair of clothes and rushed to the exit. Smoke filled the lobby of the small wooden building. Most of the patients and medics were dead or unconscious from the smoke. But where there’s smoke there’s fire, and it was coming, most of the building was inaccessible because of it. - ———————————————————————————————————— - He managed to see through the chaos and made his way towards the exit. Then the building exploded, the sulfur from the ventilation must have caused it. He was flung outside and his clothes were set ablaze, his body was in pain, though it was nothing compared to what he ad experienced earlier. Rain came a few minutes later and the flames were extinguished. He got up and began walking away from the building. After several minutes of walking he was attacked by a bandit. Punches and kicks were used to dispose of the bandit, though it took a few minutes to get the hang of doing so. The bandit had a .22 pistol and a Swiss Army Knife on him. Once all was said and done, the man went off into the wilderness looking for a place to stay. - ———————————————————————————————————— - Name File: - ———————————————————————————————————— - Name: Salem James Warren - Age: 27 - Height: 6’3 - Hair Color & Style: Orange/Copper | Elvis - Skin Color: Apricot - Nationality: Jamaican - Voice: English with a slight southern-Jamaican mixed accent - ————————————————————————————————————- [spoiler]Now you could just try and find him and talk to him[/spoiler]