After 'dying' at the hands of mother, the young Isaac opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a white ceiling.
He didn't know where he was.
His head hurt like someone had smashed a rock against it.
A faint beeping sound echoed beside him, and when he turned, he saw a machine monitoring his heartbeat.
He was in a hospital.
A nurse noticed he was awake and called the doctor.
They asked him some questions about his name, where he lived, if he had family.
Isaac couldn't answer any of them.
His mind was blank.
Nothing came to him.
Where he had been living, who he was, what he had done until now. It was all gone.
Even trying to remember made his head hurt more.
After a few days, the doctor said his injuries had healed enough for him to be discharged, but his memory might take time to recover.
So they sent him to an orphanage in the city.
The place was small but decent.
The caretakers were kind and tried to make him feel welcome.
