I'm sitting there, not fully aware of what's going on around me...just dazed, translucent of my own actions. I'm bot sure how I got here, I just remember passing outx and waking up somewhere completely different then my home...somewhere ancient. I'm aware of the voices, talking, asking questions...but it seems I'm not there, not after what I had just done. Many say I'm a freak, a weirdo...but its not my fault honestly, if I could, I would go back and fix everything, never getting in that vechical...but then again, that would be a lie if I said I didn't regret it either...
After waking up from being drugged, I realize I'm not home, no where close to home. No one will tell me why I'm here...or why I have this strange tattoo on my back. I want answers, but I guess I will just have toearn them my self...
