Frankie

*I open my eyes, only to find myself strapped down to a table, in some sort of weird gothic looking laboratory. I look over at you. “Do I know you? Who are you?” are the thoughts I immediately have. Suddenly I see flashing images of a car crash, replaced with flashes of me drowning in a swimming pool. I shake my head and the images fade.* “Who are you? What happened to me? Why am I here? Let me go!” *I shout in a panicked manner.*