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Everything was cold, really very cold. From the very core of his body everything seemed to be made of ice. His eyes slowly began to flicker as light began to filter through. He blinked and shielded his eyes from the sun slight and that's when he felt the ache down to his bones. His head was throbbing and as he reached back to feel what it was his joints began to pop and crack. There was a tightly wrapped bandage around his head and as he pressed a little firmer he could feel a subtle wetness to the bandages. His fingers were stained red after that, taking him a moment or two to realize it was blood and it shocked him more than anything.
Why was he bleeding? Why couldn't he remember getting here? And where exactly was here.
He stood up and looked around, the sound of cars passing by was loud enough to worry him. He was in a dark damp room, only three concrete walls and a cot for a bed. The window was hardly that, more of a hole in the east facing wall. Over his shoulders was an ill fitting coat that hung off him and felt heavier in one pocket than the other. His hands shook a little as he reached in, unsure of what he would find. A cold, metallic device wrapped in a piece of torn paper.
Your name is Jim, you've had an accident and you probably can't remember. Do not call Sebastian. Do not answer any phone calls. You're going to be okay. Just survive for a few days before I can come get you.
I love you.
- SM
The handwriting was familiar but nothing he could place. He just kept staring at the first few lines. His name was Jim. The felt right. Jim. Okay sure. He's had an accident, and can't remember. We'll take seemed to fit very well with how he felt just then. And the blood on the back of his head. The rest made him Jim a little confused but maybe he needed to just walk around a bit to jog some memories. He looked at the phone found in his pocket and turned it on. The bright white light coming from it made him squint before he found a way to decrease the brightness and on the background he saw two men smiling. A blond haired man holding the brunette, smiling like a shark while the other smirked and seemed to be the one holding the camera out to take the picture. It made Jim smile and he ran his thumb over the glass screen where the blond man was. It made the time appear on the screen and battery percentage. 08:23 16, March. 99% battery. He swiped the screen again to make the background appear and Jim smiled at the picture. He didn't know who it was but his heart tugged as if strung from his chest to the man on the screen. Maybe that was SM who said he loved him.
Jim turned the phone off and put it and the note back into his pocket before zipping the coat up. He walked outside of the little structure and looked around before realizing he was in an abandoned complex. He had no idea where he was or what city this was, it looked like the outskirts of a town but the more he walked the closer he seemed to be in an inner city. It smelt bad and the bitter cold wind had him chilled to the bone while he searched for something to tell him just exactly where he was.
It was almost an hour before he jogged up to someone and asked in a scruffy voice, "Where am I?"
The response Jim was given was as far off as you could get, he didn't even know what language it was let alone what they said. The only thing he did know was that this wasn't home, this wasn't anywhere near home and everything suddenly got ten times more frightening.