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I opened my eyes I was surrounded by trees and a pool it was dark and cold where am I Iifted my body but I was weak what happened to me I looked down and I was naked and as I surveyed my wounds I noticed a deep gash in my leg and a deep cut near my ribs. All I could think about is that I couldn't remember anything that happen previously I could even think of my name . Who the hell am I ? I noticed an older hispanic woman with a mop coming and cleaning tools coming towards me but I couldn't move I was laying in a pool of blood my injuries was pretty severe I should be dead but I'm not. From the angle I was laying she couldn't see me I tried to keep my harsh breathing to a minimum. But just then my body decided to betray me and i started coughing up a silver liquid. Is that my blood? It looked like she heard me because she started to come near me franticly I tried to move away but it was too late she had already seen me I wasn't fast enough under the circumstances. She came up to me and screamed oh my god in perfect Spanish then she asked what happened to me i told her I didnt know I spoke Spanish what the living hell. I looked at my skin and felt my hair Im black or really nicely tanned okay that im happy about she told me to come with her and for some reason I new she was a good woman who wouldn't hurt me. I could feel her energy it felt good I could hear her heartbeat racing but I knew she was telling the truth when she told me everything was going to be okay that she would take me to a hospital. She wrapped me in a blanket she found in the back seat of her what seemed to be older car. She drove through traffic for what seemed like hours until I finally dozed off. I woke up to the sound of loud whispering my head was pounding I could hear someone breathing but I could only feel one person but I could hear two voices. My head was throbbing too hard to tell what they were saying. When I looked down my wounds were dressed I was perfectly healed. Who are thes
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