Escape Your Past

FIRST CONTACT

"What brings you to my spring?" he inquired.

I didn't know how to respond to that. Do I tell him I am on the run from a murderous lunatic? What if he is working for Mr. X? Maybe I just met a random hiker who's just taking a dip after a trek. If that was the case, I had to enlist his help. No, he looks too familiar, that can't be a coincidence. 

-"Maybe you died and got to hell, it is boiling hot in here. State the obvious, that will be safest". Ok, here it goes:

"I am not sure actually. When I woke up I was in this forest and I've been walking for hours looking for some sign of civilization."

"You woke up in this forest?" he asked and lifted an eyebrow.

"Yes, I don't really remember how I got here. I'm injured. See?" and with that I touched the lump on the back of my head where I got hit. Is that blood? I stared dully at my hand- it was covered in blood. Probably because of the heat my wound opened. Why didn't I feel the bleeding? Something else was wrong. I felt a dull pain in my stomach and then in my head. My ears started buzzing. Focusing my sight was difficult.Concussion. Loss of blood. Dehydration. Hunger. Exhaustion. Really, really hot water. Tunnel vision.I'm fainting inside a body of water! I'm going to drown. Move! NOW! I stepped forward and embraced and looked straight into his eyes, and then it hit me. I know you!!!

"Alexander, help me!"

Then everything became dark.