2 Arthur, Arthur Who?

Many thoughts were on Arthur's mind. He was trying to think but thinking wasn't even an option for him since he didn't remember anything but his name.

He decided to try standing up again. He succeeded to stand up with fewer moves than the last time.

Then he moved a little bit and noticed the big iron door that stands in front of him. He spoke with a low voice,

"What is that? What is that place? Is there anyone near?"

When he looked to the ground he saw the dust and darkness. He understood that he is the only one in the room. He raised his voice and shouted,

"Anyone hear me? Anyone, help me!"

Than he looked to the door for a few minutes, expected someone to come and save him. After the expectations turned to desperation he started to think again. It was the first time he realized that he remembers nothing.

His brown eyes were looking so empty, his dark hair was painted with dust and his hands were shaking. He suddenly started shouting again,

"Open this damn door! Please open this door!"

As the time passed, he started to look for the details. The door wasn't a simple iron door. There were very well designed paintings and patterns on it.

"What is this door? Is this room an entrance or something?"

"I don't care about the door damn. I can't open this, there is no way to open it."

"Why am I here? What happened? I don't remember anything. Anyone here? Help me!"

Then suddenly he felt a weak wind coming from behind. He turned back, looked to the darkness.

Arthur didn't want to go to the darkness without a light but he didn't find anything near to use as a torch.

He was following the path of the wind. As he walked towards the wind, the wind was getting stronger. And finally he found a space that the wind is entering the room through.

He put a smile on his face,

"Let's hope that I'm lucky today."

He entered to the small space and got out from the room to an another room. The new room was similar to the old one and he was still feeling the wind.

While Arthur was following the path of the wind in the darkness suddenly a light flared in front of him. He heard a woman's voice,

"Surrender you bandit!"

"What bandit? I'm not a bandit. I'm ..."

"Shut up and show me your face!"

"Okey calm down. I don't know what you are talking about. Let's introduce ourselves."

Arthur heard a man's voice,

"Are you fucking joking? Show me yourself."

"Then you show me yourself first you dumb."

"Fine."

While the light of the torch was lighting up a small area the man approached to the torch and showed his face.

The man was older than Arthur, maybe he was thirty years old. But he was clearly a strong man with his outlook and his big sword on his back.

Arthur showed his face to the man. The man asked to the woman,

"Do you know him?"

"How could I know him?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Arthur."

"Arthur, Arthur who?"