White Alchemist

Where the hell was Earl?!!!!

As Earl slowly fluttered his eyes open, he felt a splitting headache and pains throughout his body, as his blurry vision slowly cleared up and as his face contorted from the pain, only one thing was clear to him.

'... My.... Name..... My name..... My name is..... Earl..... Earl White..... My name is.... Earl White..... My name is Earl White...' thought Earl.

As he tried moving his arm, he felt an immense pain, like a knife piercing his arm. It was so painful that a large grunt escaped from his mouth.

'... What happened to me? Where am I? Who am I?...' though Earl as his vision finally cleared up completely.

That's when he noticed his surrounding.

He was laid on a hay, a huge stack of hay. Beside him was a small carriage, one that would normally be pulled by a horse carrying luggages.

The wooden beams, the wooden door that was easy to open, the horse, pigs and dog that sat around him and the gaps between the planks told him where he was.

He was in a barn, it at least in a place similar