No remembrance

“How many times have I told you”… “I wanted to tell you”… “It’s going to wipe out”… “Stained red”… “I love you”…. “Didn’t want this”…

I opened my eyes, only to close them again from the sudden sharp painin my head. I turned over and threw up. It splattered all over the floor and all over my arms. I groaned and tried to wipe the disgusting fluids on the white cloths that I wore.
I tried getting up, off the floor. But my body wouldn’t let me. I turned over and managed to sit up. My head world and my stomach did a backflip. I lurched over to throw up again but nothing came up. I groaned again.
Looking around I saw I was in a brown and green rundown looking room. I didn’t remember where I was or how I got here. I tried to remember something, anything. But I couldn’t. Everything was a blur of pictures and words.
I looked up from where I sat and saw a large table. I grabbed it with both hands and pulled myself up. I wobbled a bit and put all my weight on it. I took deep inhales of air and observed my surroundings better.
The room was fairly large, and covered in bizarre contraptions that I don’t think I would have recognized even if I could remember. They all seemed a color of silver and a couple had this nasty black liquid in it. But they didn’t seem active.
I noticed a black door on the opposite end of where I stood. Walking towards it, I leaned on anything I could for support. After reaching it, I grabbed the handle and turned it. Light streaked through and I lifted my arm to protect my eyes from the light. I blindly felt around the wall while also using it for support.
The stone wall was cold and course in my hand. My foot accidently slammed on a step and I shouted in pain, removing my arm from the cover of my eyes to grab it. Pain throbbed through and it took a minute to recover.
The light didn’t bother my eyes so much anymore and when I looked up, I saw rows of houses. But the streets were vacant. There were no sighns of life. I got sudden flashes of memories.
Birds in the sky… chirping… a tall woman… a boy… red! Lots of red, all over!
I sighed in frustration and pulled at my hair. Trying to make any sense of what was happening.
“Hey, you!” Instinctively I turned towards the sound. I saw someone. Fairly far away. I didn’t know who they were, but it was someone. I hobbled towards them. I still ached all over but I ignored it.
“H-h-hello” I tried to shout as loud as I could. The person ran towards me but stopped just feet away. It was a girl. She had long copper hair. That’s all I could really see. Long copper hair, matted down and dirty.
She held a gun in her hand and pointed it at me. But it didn’t feel threatening. She looked like she only used it to scare. Perhaps she had never even fired it.
“what’s your name?” she asked, looking me up and down. I struggled to remember what she wanted. But after a while I sighed in defeat.
“I… don’t, know.” The girl lowered her gun a little more and walked near enugh to inspect me better. She raised her hand.
“My names, Krista.”