The young man's eyes had now completely unblurred, he was seeing clearly, just as he was listening clearly
he heard some call the name
''Leanardo''
And he instantly feeled an instinct to respond, like what you always do when someone says your name, but......that wasnt his name. He stood up.....and fell donw again he was still very dazed, with the help of some strag=nge people, he got back to his feet, and raised a hand to his head, as he done this, he noticed he was wering gloves
Thats odd, I dont remember putting gloves on
He felt an income to sneeze, as he did so, his eyes lowered to the rest of his body, and his mouth fropped in shock, not only was he wearing different clothes that not only had he not put on that morning, hut he didnt even own! he instantly looked around frantically, and noticed a river, he ran to it and looked at his reflection, and glaring back was not the face he knew with scars and mystery, but a hansome clean face full of life and joy.
he raised his hand to touch his face softly........quickly he tunred about to look at the strangers, who were looking at him with confusion
''so......is someone gonna tell me whats going on here!?''