Lost

   Lost,confused and terrified. He woke up in the room he has never seen before. The body was aching and it seemed like the pain would never end. The head was ringing. He slowly reached for the head and felt the bandages. Taking a minute to orientate himself, he realised where he was. Hospital?No,not hospital. It was a house. He was wearing a robe,had a bandaged head and bandages all over his body. He saw all this,now that he has gotten out of bed,he was inspecting himself in the mirror. “What the hell happened to me?”-was his first thought."Where am I?".The room itself was bright from the light coming out of the window. The room was covered in old dated wallpaper,covered in pictures of strangers. Kids,elderly. “Who are these people?Why am I not in the hospital?”.Thoughts kept rushing through his mind and piercing pain let itself be known.” You gotta take it easy!”-he thought to himself. After sitting down for a brief moment,Joseph was back on his feet. He approached the window in this half empty room, to try and understand if he has been around here and where this around,could possibly be.

    The window was dusty,aged and dirty.You could not make out much through it but certain things were emerging from the distance. A diner. A diner in the distance. People were coming in and out. The road was close by with cars going back and forth but, it wasn’t that busy,isolated. This house was surrounded by the desert and mountains. He was far away from the big city he last remembered. Who are these people?What do they want?The questions kept coming up.Suddenly,voices. Voices were coming from behind the door. Joseph slowly tip toed to the door and started to listen in. He could not make out much of what was happening but he heard two women talking about what seemed to be like him. They were discussing how long would it take for him to wake up and what they should do when he does. Then,silence. Joseph quickly jumped in bed in case someone comes in and pretended he was asleep or unconscious or whatever was supposed to be happening to him. A young woman walked in. She looked at him.No movement. Deep sleep.She walked away and closed the door behind her. Joseph opened his eyes. He had to get out. He has never seen this place or the people in the photos and he knows he lives in the big city. The plan is to hitchhike to the nearest city and go to a hospital for a check up,stay there and be safe. He got up. Approached the dirty, weathered window and tried to open it. It was locked. Sealed shut. Age or on purpose it was not going to open without some noise. 

   Joseph got the pillow case off the pillow on his bed and wrapped it around his hand. Smash!!! The glass of the window was now on the floor in pieces.He cleared the window frame from the glass and started to crawl through. Suddenly,two women came running in,screaming,crying. The younger woman was the one who walked earlier and the other woman, he never saw but she was in the pictures on the walls. “Joseph!”-they screamed.”Stop it!”.”Please!”.”Joseph?”-he looked at them confused.Was that his name?He tried to remember but he doesn’t remember anything. Massive pain in the head again.The two women pulled him back inside the house. He was kneeling on the floor,trying to remember if Joseph was his name. Nothing. Nothing at all. It was like trying to catch a dream. No matter how hard he would try to remember his name,what has happened or anything,nothing would come up. Nothing was there.Just blurs,flashes,fragments. He was struggling,trying to reach for them but it was all in vain until he got to the point where it felt impossible. It felt like his head was on fire and was about to crack in two. He screamed in frustration while on the floor,screaming in pain.Women quickly helped him to bed,lied him down. The older woman spoke:”Joseph!”.”That is your name,you have been in an accident.” Her voice shook,trembling with sorrow and fear. There was nothing. Joseph was a shadow of the struggling man he was a minute ago. He was a shell trying to understand what he just heard. He lost who he was and everyone but the man himself knew who he was. There were no emotions on his face,nothing but blank face but inside he was screaming and shouting. Fear,anger,confusion. What happens now?