I regained consciousness the next morning. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, and the back of my head killed. I must have hit it on a rock.
My names Steven and right about now I had NO idea what happened. Eventually I regained my memories like the monster the empty Manhatten streets and how hungry I was. Soon I could stand on 2 feet and NOT look like a new born chicken, so I set off again. I am trying to find civilization . As I made my way through the woods I started to feel like I was being watched ...
