He was in a deep sleep and felt a little suffocated. The pressure on his chest was so great that he woke up.
He slowly opened his eyes, but everything was confusing for him and he was twisting into himself.
Seeing his surroundings, he felt that he was still asleep and had not woken up. Misty air and an endless plain that continued to the distant horizon like a big and vast ocean. And nothing could be seen except the green meadow that to reached above his shoulder.
Although the fog was not so thick and everything was clearly cheek ghostly, it can absolutely be said that there was no trace of life there.
He thought he was still asleep, so he slapped his face hard so that he might wake up from that strange dream.
But the pain was quite palpable, and this pain said that this was not a dream.
So he got up and walked on this endless path, maybe he can find something in this plain. But obviously the long and exhausting path revolves around him, like a spiral-like labyrinth that has no end.
As time passed, he became more tired, he felt his throat was dry and he was looking for water.
He was so helpless that he said to himself: "even a little water is enough for him and he doesn't want anything more than that. "
Clear and cool blue water that refreshes his throat and brings him a sense of vitality.
But there was nothing but green grass in this plain, so he decided to use those grasses to quench his thirst. He picked some grass and put it in his mouth, the grass was a little rough but had a cool feeling. Those grasses cooled his mouth and quenched his thirst a little, but he could not be eat them because they were a little dry and covered with small lint's that if he ate them, it might hurt his throat and make his condition worse.
So after getting that coolness feeling, he threw it away.
Although it had been half an hour of his tiring walk, he still hadn't achieved anything. The feeling of tiredness and insecurity took over his being and he grumbled under his breath: "Damn it, where else is he here...?!"
He was not comfortable, he had to be attention, because he was in a foreign and unfamiliar place.
He did not know how he came to this place. He really didn't know anything.
"Who is he? Why is it here?! Who brought him here? What should he do? What is the goal?! "These questions bothered him and confused him.
His mind was in silence, completely dark, dark. Nothing was on his mind; his identity, his existence, his family and why he is here.
What should he do, except walk in that plain?
He lay on the ground and stared at the sky. Nothing was obvious, neither sun nor bird nor anything else...
The sky was covered with thick fog, with the difference that the concentration of fog on the ground was less and it was clearly visible up to a radius of 3 kilometers and after that it was a little unclear.
But the sky was not visible and its clarity was in an uncertain state. You did not see the blue sky, you only saw the color of ash.
Sad and unfortunate situation.
But it didn't matter to him, because he had no feelings, no He did not know how he should feel at this moment. He seemed to be alone. There was no one around him, he felt empty and empty.
He rolled a little and sighed.
And he continued to stare at the surrounding scenery and watched everything with his penetrating black eyes.
He felt peace in his heart and this was strange for him. ''Why....? Why did it feel like that?''
As if he was freed from something and got his freedom. Like a bird that has been released from a cage and is looking for a new nest for itself. Maybe it didn't matter that he didn't remember anything and didn't know where he was. Maybe this is the best choice for him. An opportunity and a new life.
As he was lying on the ground, he was thinking about them. And his heart was beating at a high speed because of that strange feeling.
Exploring this endless plain and getting an achievement from this exploration that is only his. This feeling and thirst removed the fatigue that had knocked him down a few moments ago. And created a new desire to live in him.