Eyes open, staring up into the dark starry sky.
Slowly sitting up, trees greet him in the moonlight.
It's the dead of night.
Shivering, Toya attempts to get up. Pain shoots up towards his head, making it spin.
Swaying, he falls back down to his knees.
Around him, patches of grass were not covered in frost but looked as if they had been distiurbed, and were now damp.
Confused, he glances around. Barely able to see five feet ahead of himself, he covers his eyes with his one hand, trying to remember what had happened beforehand...

TO BE CONTINUED!!!