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Wonder who or what I should introduce...Well, ya'll find out here in a moment, just read on .

Chapter 2: Strange feeling.

"My...head..." Dave was sitting against the cold wall in the room he had woken up in. At least they brought him some clothes. Four hours already... Even thinking hurt his head. His memory was fading, not something he enjoyed. He could feel his memory, his identity being drained. It was like sticking a vaccume hose into a hole and sucking all the trash out, a strong vaccume. He stood up, his back sliding on the wall. It was this place, this place was doing something to him. He had to get out. He walked to the door and opened it, the brightly lit hall was filled with people, hurt or other wise. He'd fit in just fine. Stepping out of the room, he closed the door, slowing to quietly close it so he wouldn't alert any one. He didn't know why, but he didn't want any one to know he was gone until he was far away very far away.

Following the signs, he blended with a group of people, passing any staff easily. He took an elevator. Appaerantly, he was on the eighth floor of the ten story Hospital. The right to the bottom floor was uneventful, most of the people inside the elevator were visiters and a nurse or two. The Elevator stopped, the doors opening, allowing Dave and the others to get out. He made it to the front door and had just opened it for a woman and a little girl when he saw it. Staring at it, he let go of the door and walked a few feet from the the door. It was amazing. Standing taller then most of the ten or fifteen story buildings, it walked through the city as if it owned the whole place, then again, who, with one of those things, wouldn't own an entire city?

The Humanoid machine had a squat little head atop wide armored shoulders where arms were attached, and those arms had very human like hands, fingers and all, that were holding a very big gun. "Amazing isn't it?" Dave jumped and nearly fell but for the arm that cought his right and helped balance him. He turned and found himself looking at a man with short brown hair and grey eyes that were watching the huge machine. He wore a dark blue, almost black shirt with long sleeves, his pants were a dark brown that was also nearly black. "You must be from eighth floor. Dont worry, Thats where they hide all the people they thaw out." He explained when Dave gave him a confuced look. "So, they release you today?" Dave nearly panicked. "N-yeah, just today, didn't tell me much, just gave me these clothes then pushed me out." Lieing quickly, he seemed to put himself in the clear. "Yeah, they do that every now and then. The names James." Dave shook Jame's offered hand. "Dave." James smiled. "Follow me." Dave nodded. James walked away, Dave following.

Their walk down the street was uneventfull as neither talked. Dave still had his headache though, and could barely remember his own age. My name is Dave. My nameis Dave... He repeatedly told thought that, and ocationaly whispered his name to himself. Busy trying to retain his name, Dave hadn't noticed James stopping and walked into him. "Oh, uh...Sorry." James looked over his shoulder. "Shit, we have to go now." James grabbed Dave's fore arm and ran into a nearby ally way. "Looks like they want you to become a mindless soldier like the other Thawed saps."

James stopped and said something to a large man by a door. The man opened the door and James jumped inside, pulling Dave with him. Dave couldn't hear what any one was saying, he couldn't even see straight, every thing was a blur that would black out for a moment the resume to a blur. After a moment, his hearing snapped back, as did his sight. He looked at James, whos fave was filled with concern. "...will be alright." Dave blinked before he felt something in his stomach lurch. He opened his mouth to speak, but instead vomited before passing out.