"So you really don't remember who you are?" Eisen's daughter, Nomia, asked when she saw me eating the meal they gave me silently. I glanced at her and replied in an indifferent tone, "I don't."
It became clear to the family of three that I had no intention to talk a lot, so they chatted a bit to ease down the awkwardness that they must have felt. However, only they felt that because I felt nothing. Even the food that I was eating; I wasn't eating because I felt hunger, but because it seemed logical to eat after three weeks of sleeping.
I felt no emotion at all.
While they were talking, my hand wrapped around the glass of water beside my plate. I applied some pressure to lift it up, but it shattered and sent glass shards all over the table.
I looked at my hand, while the others were stunned because of what happened. "Are you alright?" Ori, Eisen's wife was the first to recover from her shock and went to bring a napkin in order to clean my wound.
But when she took my hand, she was stunned once again. "What is it, dear?" Eisen asked.
"T-there's no i-injury..." she muttered under her breath, but we heard her nonetheless. Eisen and Nomia stood up immediately and came around the table to check if what Ori said was true. "But how...?" the young woman asked.
"My body is... special," I said as the memory of my body's sturdiness came back to me. Eisen sighed and said, "You are indeed heavier than a lot of people I know and have an unusually strong grip, so I shouldn't be surprised..."
"Just who are you, really?" he continued by asking. I shook my head and dusted off the glass shards off the clothes they gave to me.
I walked up to the window and sat there, staring outside. Nomia cleared her throat and suggested, "How about I give you a tour of the town?"
"If that's what you'd like," I replied in the same tone, which made her eyes twitch.
...
"I know you're getting your memories back," Nomia suddenly said after we were far from her home. I didn't react and continued walking beside her. "Aren't you going to react at all?"
"What would you want me to say?" I said. She sighed and said, "You seem... devoid of any form of emotion... My parents haven't said it but I am sure they felt it too. Are you even feeling anything?"
"No," I replied truthfully. It was true, ever since I woke up, I couldn't feel any emotion at all. In my mind I wondered if it was a side effect of my memory loss. But something told me that wasn't the case.
She looked surprised at my answer, "Well that explains the plain replies. Do you think you were always like that?"
"Emotionless? No. At the very least, I don't think so."
"There's something else that feels unnatural about you..."
I glanced at her and asked, "What is it?"
"There's an aura of nobility about you. Like you are some sort of lord or something," she explained with a wry smile.
"Lord..." That word felt like it was a hint to my past. I spent a long time while we were walking trying to pinpoint the memory the word 'Lord' unlocks, but it was to no avail. Meanwhile, Nomia introduced the various places in the town, even though she noticed that I wasn't focused with her.
Suddenly, I heard something. "People are shouting," I told her. She was confused as she replied, "Nobody is shouting."
"It's in that direction," I said and began walking towards the shouting. Nomia was skeptical but she had no choice but to follow me. Fifteen minutes passed by and we were walking in a fast pace, but I could still hear them shouting.
"We're heading towards the town outskirts. And I am still not hearing anything. Come on, let's head back, you must have imagined things," she complained when she saw me still walking with no intention to stop.
"The shouts are getting louder and louder. Can't you hear it?" I glanced at her and asked, to which she shook her head. "Just... Trust me on this one."
But my tone implied that I don't care if she did trust me or not; and truthfully, I wasn't. Logically, she would be annoyed right now. And if she did indeed feel that, she chose not speak of it and followed me silently.
Soon, however, we could see the smoke rising in the distance Nomia's expression changed to bewilderment when she finally heard something, "But how did you hear them from so far away?"
I didn't answer her question but announced, "There's a child stuck in the fire."
At this moment, there was only one logical thought in my mind: Get that child out of there. My legs moved, and suddenly I was in front of a burning house. Several people were there, screaming and shouting. The same voices I heard from far away.
They were trying to get buckets of water from the nearby sea, but that was clearly not enough. "There is a child in there," I told them, and from their expressions, I knew that they didn't know that. Their pace increased, but it still wasn't enough.
I looked at the fire, and somehow, I knew that the flames won't hurt me. So I walked in.
Indeed, there was some wind around me repelling the fire. Behind me, the people were screaming at me to return back to my senses. But I knew I wouldn't get back out unless the child was with me.
Soon, I found the said child. he was cowering in a corner and was trembling in fear. Fortunately for him, the fire didn't get to him yet. If I was a little more late, he would have burned alive. "Come," I told him.
Trembling, he got up and took hold of my hand. Under the bewildered eyes of the others, including Nomia who has arrived, we walked out of the burning house. They rushed to us to look if we were injured in any way.
We weren't.