The Identity Project

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Messy long russet hair, pockmarked skin. A skinny and malnourished frame, with piercing blue eyes sunken in their sockets, and lips chapped from thirst. An urge to vomit even though there's nothing in his stomach.

He hears a ticking coming from his chest, occurring about every three seconds. Taking off my shirt, he sees that, on his chest, is a impression of a rectangular scar, as if that section of his body was cut out and put back in place.

Staring into the mirror gives no clue as to your identity, but your gaze falls upon the neatly folded pile of clothes on the chair. Searching the clothing, you find a wallet with a small card with your picture; a license for vehicle operation. The name reads "Paul Forbrush". The name does not ring any bells nor trigger memories.

Stepping outside, the harsh sunlight stabs into your eyes, a sharp contrast from the relative darkness of the room. Looking around, you seem to be at a small roadside motel on a non-descript highway. The local area is forested and there appear to be few visitors at this motel as there are only a handful of cars in the parking lot.

"Front desk, how may I assist you?"

"Ah, good morning, Mr. Forbrush. Will you be checking out today?"

"Two nights, sir," the friendly female voice responds.

"Would you like for us to call an ambulance? The nearest hospital would be Northern Light AR Gould Hospital."

"If you're walking, you'd probably prefer Millinocket Regional. It's only 31 miles from here," she replies without a hint of sarcasm.

Your choices include a white Honda Civic, a Jeep Patriot, a red Lexus IS200t, a midnight blue Honda Accord XLS, a maroon Ford F150 pick-up, a silver Saturn Vue, and a black GMT Sierra 1500. No one looks any more inviting than another.

You decide to grab the Jeep and quickly hotwire the vehicle. Where are you headed? There is a road outside the motel going east and northwest (Main Street). To the east is an on-ramp to Interstate 95, going north and south.

He decides to take the Main Street and get a bearing for where he is by looking at the local buildings.

Driving down Main Street, you don't see much beyond the usual accouterments of a small town (church, local department store, barber, etc.). The only thing that stands out is a diner, Brenda's Restaurant.

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