The sharp pain coming from the back of my head brought my eye lids to life as my lashes flickered.
Where was i? What happened to me? Why was i covered in straws and soil? These thoughts swam endlessly in my head.I laid on the ground breathing heavily as i ponder about my conditon. The sun shone harshly on my bruised face which made it stung.Fuck! I cussed out bitterly.The air smelt wet and the grasses looked like the ones that grow on a corn field,yup i was in a corn field,someone had given me a good beating probably and probably cracked my skull.I Stood up to get a better view of where i was waddling,crimson liquid dropping on my shoulder."damn I'm messed up" i said to myself as i picked out the dirty clinging to my hair.
"He's still alive!" a deep voice barked from somewhere in the farm,then another screamed "getting him!".I knew right away that i was in danger and i had to run. 
