Who are you?

Chapter 1

I wake up to a darkness. I have no idea where I am. Confused I look around with my eyes barley open. I see a darker area it looked like a figure sitting on the other side of the bed.

"It looked like a human figure.", I said to myself. Scared I opened my eyes wide to find a man sitting on the other side of the bed.

He was muscular I had never seen that man before in my life. He was that man every girl dreamed of marrying as a teen. "I would remember if I had ever seen him before." I thought to myself. he smelt like something familiar, like Playboy cologne. But not any Playboy cologne, the Hollywood Playboy cologne.

With a manly voice he asked, "What is your name?"

Scared and still confused by the fact of not knowing where I was I started to replied "My name is...." just as anyone would but had then found myself saying "This may sound weird but I honestly don't know." Something is really going on in here. Who doesn't have a name? I totally screwed that up didn't I.

He then told me, "Your right something isn't right here, I don't know what my name is either."

I thought that I said that in my head you know something is really going on here. So then if I did why did he reply with agreeing with me on that. Did I actually say that out loud? Still I couldn't place my finger on what was happening. Maybe it was just all in my head. So I let that slide and I just kept going on doing my own thing.

Feeling like we knew each other our whole lives we looked and smiled at each other at the same time almost as if we where remembering memories that had happened in the past but suddenly we where both there. How is that possible.

Suddenly, there was a voice "Why are you smiling?"

We both looked at each other, "Was that you?" "No!", We both said at the same time. Then we looked around the room as if we where expecting someone else to be sitting there with us.

"Do you see anyone?", he asked.

"No, But I don't like the way he sounds and that fact that we can't see him." , I replied.

"I know something really isn't right here we need to get out.", he said

We both continued search for someone or even something. Anything that could lead us to who had said that. "It was me", the deep voice said again. Knowing something wasn't right in my head I didn't think that I should trust any of them. This voice was coming from an unknown place and this man who also didn't know what was going on but yet I found him sitting on my bed. Maybe I was just being paranoid about the man anyways not the voice. I was wondering if the man could still hear my thoughts.

Can you hear me I asked in my head just as a test. But I seemed to get no reply. I had to trust that man at least for now anyways there was no one else I could. And it's not easy in the position I am in. What would you do?