Lost in My Mind

Vote for the plot i guess.

1. The Whisper is coming, calling, waiting, *watching,* for the Chosen One…the one who will be killed by it.

2. You find yourself far away from home, no memories, locked in a strange dungeon.

3. War is coming. But your one true love waits on the other side. So what will you do next?

### ONE

*So dark…*

You shiver, feeling goosebumps on your arms. You have been here forever. Or perhaps you have only been here for a little. It is impossible to tell. You have lost your sense of time, your name, your family, your friends, everything.

All you can remember is a name. *Nadia.* You cannot assign it to a face. Perhaps it is your own. Perhaps not.

You are in a dungeon. Who’s? You do not know.

*So cold…*

You close your eyes, but it makes no difference to the lights. Only shadows and darkness are in your cell. You open them, realizing someone might come, might *save* you.

It was a small thread of hope and fantasy to hang onto, one that might break at any time. And then your cell door opens. A thin ray of light spreads in the room, and you feel joy fly through you and flood your veins. *Savior,* you think.

“You,” the person who steps in says. “The Queen wishes to speak with you.”

You feel your smile disappear from your face. You have heard from…*someone,* that the Queen killed her prisoners after speaking with them. Was that a sliver of memory? You see a glimmer of silver in your mind, as if a memory is trying to return…

and it fades in an instant, and all you hope that you have had vanishes.

Nobody wants to save you. Nobody cares about you. You are a shadow in this world.

You are all alone.

You get up, stumbling. Your legs are weak from the years of no use. *Years?* How do you know that? Is your memory coming back?

At least you can still speak. You know how to function. You just have no memory.

You muster the courage to speak to the guard. “Why?” Your voice is quiet, and if a pin dropped. your word would have been lost.

That’s probably an exaggeration, though.

“Her Royal Majesty does not feel the need to share her reasons with me. It is her business, and her business alone.”

You feel a strange sense of loyalty emitting from the guard. She takes your arm and walks you to a throne room.

*But who sits on the throne?* you wonder.

Your question is answered as a woman with rather pale skin, amber eyes, and brown hair that drapes over her shoulders shimmers into view.

*Magic,* you think. How do you know?

“Your Royal Majesty, I have brought the prisoner you requested.”

“Good,” the Queen says and then adds, “Leave us now. You have down well, Helen.” The guard—*Helen,* quickly leaves the room. “What is your name, strange traveler from afar?”

You do not answer, not remembering.

“*SPEAK!*” she yells, a command that cannot be disobeyed.

“I don’t know,” you say.

“How can you not know?” she whispers, her tone suddenly deadly quiet.

You smile. “I don’t know.”

And then a blast of magic hits you, and everything goes black.

\* \* \*

You cell door is open. Which means you can escape. You look down at your body, pain surging through you.

You have millions of tiny, tiny cuts. And they are all bleeding. You are lucky you are not dead.

Do you…

1. Take the chance to escape but know that it will be hard with your wounds.

2. Close the door and be a good prisoner and take the chance to heal.

3. Sneak around the palace, trying to gather intel.

*2 was the final vote, though 3 & 2 tied before BLufeather switched to 2*

## Participants

SilvermoonTC1234
TilanissaWildhawk
Mintflower09
ALostWonderer
Firewind0111
BLuFeather

## Character

(credit to Tilan)

Name: Nadia

Gender: Female.

Description: A woman with long black hair, one green eye and one gray eye. Pale skin from being in a cell for so long, weak legs and thin lips.

Age: ???

Status: Alive