"...Have you ever forgotten anything? Day to day things, odds and ends and the like? How about whole hours, days or weeks? Can you even imagine what its like to not remembering anything at all? To be sure, its tragic, empty, and really sad... Not that my life was really sad, but the events of it all certainly were, and the worst part is not remembering any of it..."

She didn't have a name, at least, not one that she could remember, all she knew was life in the hospital. The excitement of her day was physical therapy, and anything in between was a constant source of pain. She couldn't remember how she acquired her injuries, all she knew was that she had been unconscious for a little over a year while her body healed from the severity of her wounds. Now she must find the means to regain her strength, and most importantly, herself.