The young man starts to wake up when he hears voices around him. He feels like he's being moved.

"He looks white."
"Watch out. He just needs a nice place to rest."

His eyes open more and see blurry images.

"Is he waking up?"
"Shh…Don’t want to startle the young man."

He hears two voices, a man and a woman's. The woman's voice reminds him of a long lost love. Could this be her? His eyes come into focus and he believes he sees his soul mate. But his love's face fades away and he looks into a kind soul's eyes. His head turns to the right and sees a seasoned old man next to her.

The old man speaks up. "You ok, son? You look pretty beat up."

All the young man can muster is a grunt. The young woman puts her hands onto his face.

She says, “His face feels cold. I'll go get a blanket."
The old man says, “Just take it easy kid."

The young man falls back into a deep sleep.

Some time later, he awakens to warmth. He is in a makeshift bed, covered in a blanket, in a poorly assembled shelter. Lying next to him is the woman he saw before. He takes off the blanket and gets up, all the while feeling a little bit better but not enough in his own mind. He walks out of the shelter, into a light rainfall outside. Looking around for anything that pops out to him, with nothing at the moment, he looks back into the shelter and sees the young woman and the old man lying in their own makeshift beds. As he walks away from the shelter and surveys the scene, his eyes point out a pile of boxes with a dirty razor on it. He looks at it for a few seconds and hears a sound behind him.

The old man says, “You ok, son?"
The young man responds, “Yeah. Still feeling a little tired."
Old Man pauses for a moment then speaks up. "What's your name?"

The young man looks to the sky for a second and then speaks.

The young man says, “I...I don't remember."
The old man asks, “You don't remember anything?"
The young man says, “Nothing at all."

Just then, the young woman walks out of the shelter.

She looks at the guys and says, “Did you guys know that you're pretty loud? You know, a woman needs her beauty sleep."
The old man just grins and says, “Well, it appears that our young man here doesn't quite remember his name."
She says, “He doesn't?"
The old man says, “Exactly. And much more. Anyways, we've already been through this."
She ponders this for a moment and speaks up. "Since I don't feel like calling you, 'hey you', you need a name still."
The old man says, “How about Jon?"
Jon says, “Better then nothing at this point."
The young woman says, “Well, since you have a name now, I'll introduce myself and hopefully, so will he. My name is Nona."
The old man says, “My name is Andrew. And in case you didn't notice, she's the cute looking one."

Andrew winks at Nona.

Nona says, “You’re too much, you know that Andy?"

Jon looks at both of them and grins. In thought for a quick second, Andy speaks.

Andrew says, “Looks like you could use some clothes, kid..."
Jon says, “I guess."

Andrew goes into their tent and comes out with a pair of pants, a shirt and shoes. As Jon takes them and goes by a wall, Andrew and Nona stand in front of him so that no one else can see Jon undressing. As soon as Jon is done, they pull away.

Andrew says, “Nice fit, kid. Anyways, time for a community introduction..."