Yesterday is History...

by StrikeJMT

1 - I Was Not Prepared...

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Well then... This is different. I think.

I looked around my surroundings to find I was in some sort of ruins. I appeared to be standing on a raised platform located at the end of a corridor with many windows. The windows themselves were destroyed and shattered, much like the walls that were crumbling and chipped. Stone pillars lined each side of the walls in no better condition. The floor was littered with debris from all these things, but seemed far more intact. Light flooded in from the holes and windows showing that it was daylight.

Seeing as I appeared to be alone, I checked myself for any possible damage. I was 6'3 and lanky, not much for muscle but I could run for miles. My body felt fine, and I showed no signs of visual wounds. My clothes; a plain tee, cargo pants, and running shoes, all seemed to be in order. I felt my hair to find it was still shoulder length, curly, and no remainders. Checking my pockets I was shocked to find they were all empty. Cursing myself I pat down the rest of my body hoping to find anything to indicate what happened with no such luck. Giving up, I turned to the corridor.

Alright, first things first. Where the hell am I?

Walking down the corridor, I was met by a flight of spiraling stairs. Walking down, they led me to some form a main chamber. This area was in no better condition that the last, aside from a fountain. Or what looked like a fountain. Looking closer I saw it was actually a raised set of pedestals. Upon each pedestal was a stone, each with it own individual markings on it. Just past them was what looked to be the remains of two tattered tapestries, one white and gold, the other blue and silver. Turning around, I saw an archway that led out to a field with a forest just beyond. The field and forest were separated by a chasm connected only by a bridge. Walking over, I saw the the bridge was hanging loosely on the other side, having been detached from the supports on this side.

Well that's not helpful. If I'm stuck here I better get some supplies.

I didn't know the first damn thing about wilderness survival, but I knew the ruins means shelter, and a grassy field with a forest nearby mean life. If I was lucky, I could wander into some wild fruit not too far.

4 hours later

I couldn't find shit. I was sitting inside the ruins again as nightfall had begun to approach. For now I wasn't too hungry or thirsty, but if I didn't kick my ass into gear soon then I would not survive. I did manage to find a trail leading away from the ruins in the opposite direction of the bridge to the forest, but I wasn't about to risk trying anything at night. I couldn't see, and lord knows I wouldn't be able to protect myself from harm as I am. As I lay down my head to prepare for a trek tomorrow, I continued to think the one thought that had been on my mind since I started looking for supplies.

How did I get here?

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I woke to the sun burning my eyes. I shifted onto my other side, allowing my eyes to adjust. After saying a few choice words about the sun, I sat up and began popping my joins. To say laying on stone floor is uncomfortable would be a understatement. I got to my feet only to immediately hear my stomach growl at me. I was running the clock on how long I'd be able to last so I had to start moving. Heading out the arch, I took off to the left side of the ruins till I spotted the trail from before. It was a simple dirt path with no markings. I had my doubts about it before, but seeing as I won't be getting across the bridge anytime soon I had little options. I began to walk the path, hoping to either find civilization, a farm, or even just a damn field that I could take from. I walked for about five minutes before something caught my eye. I saw a single tree sitting in the distance on top of a small hill. I was exhilarated to see this but prevented myself from running. It was possible the tree was barren like those at the edge of the forest so there was no need to waist energy on a lost cause. Coming closer, I began to spot specks of red among the green of the tree.

Apples!

Throwing caution to the wind, I ran towards the tree. Getting right underneath it, I saw the tree was quite large, easily as tall as a two story house and as wide as a bus. The ripest apples were near the top. I began thinking of ways I could knock them down, but realize it would be fruitless. The apples weren't ready to fall, and the branches would prevent anything from reaching that high. I struck at the tree with my fist in anger, only to be shocked when the whole tree shook and dropped apples all around my feet. Not wanting to waist time, I gathered as many as I could, stuffed one in my mouth and took off for the ruins. Arriving at my 'borrowed' safe haven, I began to set the apples down and eat to quell my growing hunger. Finishing off two of them, I was more than satisfied. Taking a moment, I realized if I was going to be staying here for at least a little while, I should look for someway to make my stay here more comfortable. Specifically, something to lay on as a bed. I looked towards the damaged tapestries. They would work as makeshift blankets. Looking more carefully, I saw that moss and vines had begun to grow around the area as well, which would provide with bedding. As I got to thinking about how to obtain the tapestries from their raise position, I also began to think of how long I could stay here.

I need a source of water. Not to mention I only have one source of food. On a hill... by itself...

Thinking back to the tree, I began to realize how strange it was. From what I had seen but failed to notice due to my hunger, was that that tree was the only tree out there. I had also failed to notice at the time, but the tree is at the end of the little dirt trail meaning there may or may not be anything past it of immediate use. Along with all of this, I had no tools. I couldn't navigate, or communicate so I have to stay near the ruins.

Unless

I walked out the arch towards the chasm. I then drove my hand into the ground and began to dig. Once I had finished, I moved to the side and started again. I did this a third time, and stepped back to admire my work.

S O S

There, that might help. Hopefully someone will see this.

Going back inside, I decided to go back to obtaining the tapestries and vines. I figured I'd start with the hard one and get it out of the way, so standing underneath the blue and silver tapestry I began to contemplate how to go about this. Looking at the wall beneath it, I saw that some of the stone had been pushed out. Looking at the distance it had been pulled, I figured I may be able to climb it.

Can I though? I don't think I've ever done anything like this befor-AGHHHHHH

Clutching my head, I felt a wave a pain pass through before my vision began to fade. I felt my eyes snap open and I saw an area I was unfamiliar with. Suddenly, I was climbing up pipes and unused scaffolding. The scene changed, I saw myself now climbing what appeared to be the side of a keep during a battle. Again, I now was climbing what looked to be the largest tree in the world. Quick as it came, the pain left. I snapped my eyes open, my breathing heavy. Not even thinking twice my body moved on it's own to begin scaling the wall. I was amazed at what I was doing, not even fully aware that I was doing it. I found footing either against the extended stones or the wall itself. My hands were gripping onto stones and sunk in gaps of the wall alike. I was about halfway up when I grabbed a weak stone that slid from it's place. My arm flew back and I watched as the stone dropped and broke against the ground. I was easily 20ft high and didn't want to meet the same fate. Turning to the wall, I continued my climb remembering why I was climbing up here in the first place. I was at eye level with the base of the tapestry. Making sure my right foot was placed somewhere solid, I reached out for it. Grabbing onto the tapestry, I was in the clear with my objective in hand. My other hand slipped however, and I began to fall just as the stone did.

Oh Shit!

I braced for what was going to be a devastating impact. Hitting the ground, I felt the air get knocked out of me and my head started to spin. I sat there for a moment allowing the pain and spinning to calm down before I slowly began to stand. I was sore all over, but surprised to see that nothing appeared to be broken. I hobbled over to my resting spot by the arch and set myself and my new found blanket down. I pulled off my shirt and began to look over myself. Bruises were already forming, but again I found nothing broken. Checking my legs, I found they were also tender yet not broken. I was amazed that I could have survived such a fall and to walk away from it as well. I laid on my back to rest allowing my eyes to close.

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"Come on brother! We need you!"

I snapped my eyes open to see I was no longer in the ruins. I was standing at the front gates of a fortress that was under siege. I turned my head to look at the man who had spoken and found a large burly man with two war axes in each hand.

"What do you need me to do?" I asked

"Get up there and open the damn gate. The second it drops, we kill the lot of them!" He was practically screaming this at me, but his face show nothing but joy.

"I'm on it!" I yelled back at him.

I launched myself at the wall, grabbing at anything I could. I rose up the wall with incredible speed. I almost couldn't believe what I was doing, or how I was doing it. I move along the wall like a spider. Launching myself over the top, I rush towards what I assume what the mechanism holding the gate up. I saw too guards ready to kill me, but the guards were like something I had never seen before. They looked to be human at first, till I saw they had fur covering the exposed parts of their bodies. Instead of boots, they had opted to wear nothing showing their hooves. There faces were elongated like a horses, with a mussel and ears to boot. One of them had wings protruding from its back, while the other had a horn sticking out from under its helmet. I ignored them and beelined for the gate mechanism, slamming into it with all the force I could muster. It must have taken previous damage as the thing shattered off of the wall, taking a second mechanism with it. I saw the gate drop open as my assumed comrades roared in bloodthirsty glory. I was about to join them when something slammed against me forcing me against the edge of the tower.

"DIE!"

I turned in time to see a hammer of some sort smash into my head sending me over the edge. As I fell the world went black with the sounds of death and war around me.

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I woke with a start, groaning at the pain that shot threw me. Looking around I saw I was back in the ruins still laying where I rested. I saw that my bruises had already begun to heal but would not finish for quite a while so I had to take it easy. I pulled my shirt on carefully to avoid further pain and thought back to the dream. It had seemed so real, as if it was something I had done in my life. But that had to be impossible, I didn't live in a medieval era, I lived in...

I can't remember. Why can't I remember?!

Try as I might, I could not think of a time before the ruins. Whenever I tried to, I could only think of the dream and the visions before climbing.

Calm down! Just think... Alright, I saw buildings, forts, and a tree. Maybe I just have memory loss... Amnesia. That's the word. If that's the case, I just need to wait for the memories to come back or trigger them like I did before.

Calming myself from my freak out, I looked out the window to see nightfall had come again. I decided to remain on the floor to allow myself to heal, even if it meant a little back ache. As I closed my eyes, I swore I heard someone speak to me. Looking for the source of the sound, I saw only the moon with the shape of a horse-like head with a horn coming out of it shining through a window. Nothing else seemed to be there so I closed m-

"Wait WHAT?!"


Author's Note

This probably felt a little blank slated but trust me there is a reason for that.

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