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# Chapter 1
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# Naked and Alone
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I woke up naked and alone in a cold dark prison cell. I had no memory of how I
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got here. In fact as I thought about it I couldn't remember anything about
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anything. How cliche I thought, amnesia! I shivered and looked down at my body.
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Against all the odds I found myself in good health, clean, and uninjured. I ran
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my hands down the sides of my trim, toned, almost wiry body and admired myself.
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I was in excellent shape. I admired as well my dark almost reddish brown skin.
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I did discover some old scar tissue on my sides, a criss cross of what must have
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been once a serious wound on my thigh: claw marks? Teeth? Knife wounds? So
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strange to bear such marks but no memories. I must be or have been some sort of
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warrior I thought. Maybe a hunter. I tried to conjure something out of the
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association but nothing came. Or maybe I'm some sort of an outlaw. Who might
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have captured me I wondered, and placed me in this cell. I gingerly touched my
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face and discovered another cruel long gash extending from my forehead, crossing
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my left eye, cheek, and lips.
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