I wake up slowly. I'm lying on a stone floor. Around me is rock. Around me is the smell of blood. I know this place. I've been here before. The rocks were really red. I know why. This place is cold. I grip myself. 

"I knew you'd wake up soon." A voice says behind me.

I turn. I see a cloaked man with a hooded face sitting on a throne. The throne I've seen a horrible man sit on. He plays the flute. I jump when I see it. A flute that was my demise. A flute that I lost when I jumped off the cliff. Why the heck does he have that? Where did he get it? How did he get it? I can't see his face, but why does he feel so familiar? Have I met him before? Perhaps in the past. 

"Who are you?" I ask.

"You will know. If you don't know already." He says. 

I get up. His energy is strong. I can feel it. I see talisman around him. The ones I saw at the burning village. I look at him startled.

"It was you! You burned the village!" I yell at him.

"I'm glad you got my message." He smiled. 

He stood up.

"Are you going to do what you did to the villagers to me?" I ask. 

"No. Of course not. Don't be so quick to judge." He says.

I see him show me his hand. He has the same message on the exact hand.

"I'm glad you got my message." He says.

I look up at him confused. 

"What are you talking about?" I ask shocked.