No Recollection

Waking up in a hospital was the last thing he was expecting. Hell, he couldn’t even remember why he was here. An accident? Was anyone else hurt? Who brought him?

He groaned, sitting himself upright. It was too quiet. There was some equipment in the room indicative of a hospital, but where was the rest? Shouldn't something be hooked up to him? Shouldn't he be injured? Where were the nurses and doctors?

His chocolate hues darted around the room and came to rest upon another person in a bed across from his. He wasn’t alone, that was comforting. Didn’t answer any of his questions though, which was far from comforting.

“Hey you,” another male’s voice spoke up, “how long you been awake?”

“Just woke up, like you,” he steadied his voice, “do you know how you got here?”

Maybe they were in the same accident. He hoped it was that simple. He needed answers.

“No…,” the other male sighed. “I was going to ask you the same question. Guessing you don’t know either.”

He sighed, running his hand through his dark locks in frustration. Neither male knew how they got here and he was beginning to doubt they were in a hospital. It looked like one, but something felt off.

“What’s your name?” He inquired, knowing it was the one question he’d get answered.

“…Don’t know…,” the other male replied shakily. “I…can’t remember my name.”

“How do you--,” he stopped suddenly, eyes growing wide. “Shit…I can’t remember my name, either.”