Sand. Grit. Grit under my mask. That was what I felt when I first woke up, dazed and confused on the beach, with no memory of past, no idea of present, and nothing to base thoughts of the future upon. I was face down on the golden sand – yes, I knew it was sand. For some reason things like that don’t leave you when your memory is wiped – and I had this strange aching in my joints, as if I had just fallen off a cliff, or had been run down by a Kane Ra. Now where did that come from? I wondered, as I had no idea what a Kane Ra was. Apparently it was something that could cause you pain, if you were so inclined to be trampled by one. I rolled over in my little crater – yes, I was in a little crater. Mata Nui knows if I made it myself or if I just rolled into it – and had a look at the sun, well on it’s way to noon, and the clear blue sky. Little puffy clouds punctuated the marvelous azure heavens, like little white Mahi goats. I sat up and removed my semi triangular mask from my face to shake it out. It was bright blue, just like the sky. Once I was quite satisfied with the low amount of dirt therein, I returned it to my face and had a look around.

I was facing a short, natural rock wall, perhaps ten feet high, that stretched out for a great distance to either side. Over the top of the wall peeped little tufts of grass. This, along with the fact that I could see no mountains or hills over this wall, gave me the impression that wide open grasslands were stretched out up there, and that if I could gain purchase on the wall I might be able to hoist myself up and have a look around.

There was no luck in this endeavor, and I soon found myself sitting once again in the sand. It was now that I noticed a strange face in the wall, carved out of the living rock. It was oblong and strange, and it gave me the impression of some ancient totem. It’s mouth was huge and strange, circular and gasping like some oversized Ruki’s maw. Along either side of it’s mouth ran slits, looking like some sort of tribal war paint. Something about this stone apparition disquieted me, so I turned around to face the sound that had been ringing in my head this whole time, but for some reason I had not been able to connect it to any idea in my mind. This just shows how dazed I was, as any normal being would have first glanced in all directions upon waking up in a strange country.