Ugh... my head.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask. 

It caws. Why am I following a Dark crow?? Why am I following a dumb ass stupid bird? Honestly, I can't say you'd do the same. But I'm doing it. What other choice do I have? I shiver. It's a lot colder than I thought. I have no clothes. I'm naked. All I have is shaggy long grayish hair. I'm not old or anything. The rain pours. Not cool. God dammit. I hear the crow caw. I realize he's next to a blanket. I take it.

"Wow... thanks." I say.

I put it on. A flood of warmness hits my skin. I feel so much better. I pull my hair back. Looking down at myself. I realize... I'm taller. I've grown like 2 feet. Huh. Well... hot damn. The crow caws at me. I also see shoes. My bare feet hurt like hell. I grab them and pull them on. Never thought old shoes feel so good. I look at it. It caws at me.

"Why are you helping me?" I ask.

It just caws. I'll take that is, I'm so fucking amazing, I guess. I don't really know the reason, but why should it matter? There's something about this crow. Its eyes reflect mine. Its like a mirror image. It caws at me again. Somehow, I understood.

"Okay, I'll follow you." I say walking.