Prologue

I woke up in a bed. Where am I? I thought. There was nothing else in the room except a desk. I didn't see a door, or a ceiling. I approached the desk and found a note.

Dear You,

So you're not dead, which is good. You were poisoned by me in hopes of memory loss. I hope it worked. If not, there is a knife if you wish to forget forever. If your memory is gone, take the knife, and get out of here using the ladder under the bed.

I was horribly confused. I had no idea why I was here, or even my name. What was my name? It's not important. 

I grabbed the ladder out from under the bed. The metal was really cold, which was strange. Now that I think about it, It's freezing! I look around the room for something to warm me. Nothing. I happened to look up and noticed the ceiling. Well, by ceiling I mean there wasn't anything there. I have to get out of here...

I placed the ladder and climbed out. I was atop a brick platform, and I looked around. I could see a silhouette of a man approaching. 

"Hello?" He called out. "Are you up there?" I answered back "Yes! Can you help me?"

He did the exact opposite. He cried out "He's escaping! Everyone, grab a weapon, and kill him!"

I looked for a way out. There were trees with branches that seemed thick enough. I hopped onto one, and I made my escape. I eventually got down, and I ran. I never stopped running. I had so many questions on my mind. I had no answers.

I soon came upon a fishery. I went inside and saw an old man. The old man said to me "Hey Eric, how's it been? Remember me? Bert, your father's best friend?"

"Uh yeah." I muttered.

"Hey, you look tired. Why don't you lay down, and I'll get you something to eat. Then we can chat, like the good ol' days!"