Sam~

Pain. that was the first this he remembered when he awoke in the forest to what seemed to be the apocalypse. Even though he had undoubtedly been unconscious for some time he felt refreshed, almost as if he had been born anew. He remembered nothing of the past year, in fact the more he thought about his past, the less he seemed to remember. He staggered forward, still attempting to get his bearings as too exactly what had happened. After a few long moments he found himself regaining his senses and truly taking in his surroundings.

He was walking along a wall, he was deep within a forested area that somehow seemed familiar too him. It was then that he realized he was following something, a string of white light. It simple hung in the air, he knew not where it came from, nor did he know where it ended. No matter which way he followed it it seemed to travel forward forever. He decided to continue following it as he had been. 

Four three hours he walked, unaware of where he was or what had happened to the beautiful city he had once called home. Nor was he aware of even having a home, in fact all of Samuel's memories had been erased from his mind He knew not who he was, or who had been. He was at a loss and the only feasible choice he could make at the time was to follow this strange glowing string. He eventually arrived at a gate. The gate had the name Winter's plastered above it, and for some reason that name struck a cord of familiarity in Samuel's mind. He stepped forward and pressed a button that he assumed to be a door bell. Samuel did not know how he came to this assumption, or what a doorbell was for that matter. He simply knew that he must ring it, and because of that he did not question him doing so.

"Um.. Hello?" He said questioningly to seemingly no one. "I seem to have lost my way, and I am not quite sure where it was I was headed." He went to scratch his head as he said this, but instead his hand met with a rather stylish top hat. He patted down the rest of himself, realizing that he was dressed in rather fancy clothing. He began to wonder if he was over dressed for the occasion, but then he began to wonder if their was an occasion to be over dressed for at all. Samuel was deeply confused, and all he could do was wonder at the twenty or so strings that led into this mansion from different directions, and hope that these strings had some nice people attached to them.