any comments/concrit/suggestions would be great!
(WARNINGS: trauma-induced amnesia in the protagonist)
“Is he alive?”
“His pulse is strong. Are we safe?”
“They’ve been here, but they must be long gone. It looks like there was a struggle… they must’ve come across this guy, knocked him out and taken his supplies.”
“I’ll ask, when he wakes up.”
I opened my eyes, and saw two women looking down at me. One, with curly black hair and a kind face, was kneeling next to me. She realised that I was awake and smiled. “Hey,” she said. “How are you feeling?"