"Do you remember your name" he asked, locking gazes with me.
"I-..." nothing came to mind. I didn't know who he was, let alone who I really was. Just what had happened to me?
"What's the last thing you remember?" He asked in an even tone; there wasn't even a hint of fear or worry in his voice. It was as if he knew exactly what was going on.
"Do you know who I am?" I asked, not wanting to tell the stranger the only thing I remember was waking up to find him staring at me. If I had to be honest, I was afraid he would use me not knowing anything against me and possibly fill my head with lies.
"Yes... And this was something that happened many times before..."