I could feel the bitter cold at the end of every fingertip. I could taste the blood in my mouth and I felt the ache in my forehead. What happened to me? I struggled to open my eyes, but one was swollen shut and the other was pressed against a stone.I knew it was raining and that I was injured, but how or why I did not know. I remember the taste of blood in my mouth, the smell of the rain and the sting of cold on my skin. I knew these things, but I did not know my own name.