The Shout

I woke up in the middle of the woods. A splitting headache and red stuff dripping down my face. I didn't remember anything. From the last few weeks. All I remember is the wreck. Someone side-swapped me doing about 120. That's when my memory gets blurry. Damn I'm sore. Bruised from head to toe. This may or my not change just a little. I have just started this book. And it's my first.