[ WP ] You have woken up and you 're in a hospital , memory gone . You find out that the whole county is in debate on putting you to death for the crime you can not remember committing .

I got up, confused and dazed. How I had gotten to a hospital was beyond my memory, as a matter of fact, there was a lot of things beyond my memory. I got up and sat in the bed, and started to look around, as I grabbed for the alarm clock on the nighttable, I saw that twenty days had passed. And more confusing than that was the beginning of a tattoo on my hands, in the shape of a raven. I had the same on the other hand. I took off the hospital gown to reveal that most of my body was covered in runes and strange images, most of them forming a cohesive story. While I was n't entirely sure, it seemed that the images conveyed the ancient Norse mythological beginning of the universe. Not entirely sure why I could read the runes either. 
 
 I looked up and saw that my jacket was hanging on the side of the bed, I grabbed it and searched for my phone, found it with several hard cracks in the metal frame, but for some reason not on the screen itself. I turned it on and found that it was still working thankfully. I turned to the messages and saw that besides questions about where I was, I had only gotten one suspicious message about nineteen days ago. It simply said''*Got what you asked for, come and get it at the safehouse, -W.*'' I did n't know who this''W'' was nor did I remember anything about a safehouse. Quite strange indeed. I put my phone back into my jacket, and found that there was a fresh change of clothing on the ground below it. I got dressed and got up, went to open the window for some fresh air. What I saw was not something I had remotely expected. 
 
 Thousands of people, several stories below me, screaming and waving signs, a police barricade preventing them from entering through the front doors. I could n't hear them from my room, but the burning of a large banner with my face on it did explain what they wanted. Frightened, I closed the window. I needed to get out, find out what I did besides getting a full body tattoo during those twenty days and find a way to hire some seriously talented public relation agents. I moved to the door grabbing my jacket on the way. I cautiously open the door, and find that the only thing outside is a sleeping police officer. How unprofessional of him. I stealthily relieve him of his gun and his baton. Also the money in his wallet, seriously this guy sleeps like there is no tomorrow. I am not normally a thief like this, but necessities and all that. 
 
 I quietly move through the corridors, avoiding anything that remotely seems like having people near it. I move downwards, hoping to somehow avoid the massive crowd around the building that seems to be quite intent on harming me. I move through the building until I notice a computer that has n't been turned off in a small office. I get in and lock the door behind me. I sit down and take up Google Chrome, go for Reddit and find the news segment. My face everywhere. All about how I am stuck in this hospital, and all the patients and most of the staff have been evacuated. Nothing about what I had actually done to earn such an amount of comments. And the comments were definitely many. Half of them calling for my head on a plate, the rest defending my actions, calling me a hero. 
 
 However I did find something interesting. The hospital is surrounded by millions on all sides, no way of escaping by foot or car, but a helicopter is parked on the roof. If I could get that, I might be able to jury-rig it to at the very least get me out of the city. It would be hard, but I had no other realistic choice. While the government was protecting me, I saw on the news page that the parliament was voting on whether to make an exception for the rules against execution and get rid of me. I was n't going to take that chance. 
 
 So here I am, running through a hospital, covered in tattoos and confused as hell. If I can only get to that chopper, I can''*HEY YOU! STOP! *'' Oh fuck me sideways with the corpse of a dwarf. I look behind me, it is a soldier. I carefully draw the gun I stole.''*I do n't want to do this, please just let me go! *'' He puts his gun down,''*Bloody hell. It really is you. How can you live with yourself? *'' I keep my gun up and slowly move backwards.''*Maybe if I knew what I had done, I'd be able to answer you. *'' Now he looks as confused as I feel.''*You do n't remember? You do n't remember what you did? For all you have done, and not to be able to remember, wish I was so lucky. *'' I finally reach the elevator and the stairs before he starts moving closer.''*What could I have done that is so terrible? Why do n't I remember the past twenty days? *'' I keep on moving, up the stairs slowly, closer to the roof.''*Just wait a moment man, its important that you stay here. You did something that nobody could believe. Nobody thought it could be possible. You brought it back. Nobody wanted it, the world did n't want it. *'' Still not an answer. I started to run as he got closer, could n't risk getting stuck down here.''*WAIT! *'' I hear him call something on his communication-thingy, sort of like a walkie-talkie. Could n't hear what, but something about roof. I have to move quickly. 
 
 I run, faster then I've ever done until I get to the top floor and the roof access point, out of the door and... Just in time to see the helicopter fly away. How can I be so fucking unlucky is beyond me. Great stuck on the roof, soldiers moving up. I run, might be some fire escape or something. And the soldiers are moving up them as well. Lovely. I move to the furthest edge away from where my pursuers are coming from. I draw my gun. They move closer.''*Do n't come any closer or I'll make sure you return home in a coffin! *'' At least that made them stop. About two dozens of them, all surrounding me.''*Alright, if it has to end like this, could someone please just tell me what it is I have done? Seriously. Between the vagueness of the internet, these weird tattoos and the soldier guy I met, I would like it very much if someone would please explain what the fuck it is I have done! *'' A guy moves forward, officer type.''*You've done it. You have changed the world. *'' I point my gun at his head.''*How exactly, it seems the same to me? *'' He holds up his hand, and it lights on fire. What. I think he sees me gaping, and begins to speak.''*Magic. During the last twenty days, the laws of physic have been fundamentally changed. Everything we knew before is now different. Some of us woke up and found we could manipulate fire and other chemical reactions, some found they could turn into or speak to animals. Others found that they were n't exactly human anymore. It has been chaos, but the magic came in waves. Waves coming from a small ruin near York. The SAS moved in and found you lying unconcious on the floor, near a videocamera hooked up to a computer, recording your actions. That was ten days ago. *'' What. Magic? He must be joking, but on the other hand, looking closer at the soldiers, I am pretty sure one of them has cat-eyes and another is covered in what seems to be molting feathers.''*I do n't remember any of it. *'' I drop my gun, and the soldiers seem to relax as well.''*Well we know that now. However in your video journal, it seems that you found an old book in Futharc runes, ca n't remember if it is younger or older, that details the end of magic. Or so we think, most of the book has been damaged extensively by water, but some of what we think is missing is tattooed on your body. From that and the videos, we figured that you did n't know what you were doing, but did it anyway. In one of the publicly available entries, you state that you are only doing this because you are having immense fun. No evil behind it, just innocent happiness. *'' I do remember something about that. A book, something about borrowing a camera? That must have been what that weird message was about.''*Well then, would you be so kind as to escort me out of this building? The crowds down below do n't seem friendly at all. *'' He nods''*I'll call back the helicopter, it was supposed to get you to a safe location, a lot of people got hurt because of you. *'' I stand and wonder, what if...''*Can I do magic? Is there anything special you've got to do or is it just poof and then you've got wings? *'' He looks anxious, and starts to speak''*Well it is simply a matter on concentration and decision, once you decide what you want the magic to do, you do it. Most people just do n't have the power to do anything big. *'' I've got to at least try right? 
 
 I breathe in, close my eyes and focus, concentrating on what I need. A sickening crunch is heard.''*Oh no, step away from the edge. *'' I disregard him entirely as I open my eyes and see my new form. I have changed shape from man to bird. Huh. He was right, this completely negates the law of matter that can not be destroyed, I just broke a fundamental law of physics. In my new raven shape, I fly off the edge of the building, fumbling terribly and nearly crashing before getting the hang of it. I fly away from the hospital. Magic, change and chaos? Perfect for a man like me.
