It took a while for his eyes to open, but he finally managed to. The effort was exhausting. He sat up, holding his head. He had the most awful pain in his head, but he didn't remember what it was called. He stood, swaying a bit before he could stand in an upright position. He looked around. Who were these people? He was pretty sure they were his age... how old was he again? And... who was he? His mind was completely blank. He tried to say something, but he just couldn't remember. He ran his hands all over his face before landing on top of his head. Was this hair? He pulled at it and some pieces came out. What color was this? Brown?