At first there was nothing. Then he appeared, just like that!
Instinctively, he knew he was an adult, and a man. There was a familiarity to where he was, and although he couldn’t put a name to the place, he knew that he belonged here.
He couldn’t recall anything specific about his past. His childhood, friends, family and even where he went to school. Oddly though, it didn’t really disturb him, though he suspected it should. It was just how it was.
There were lots of other people around him - men, women, the occasional child and even a dog. Most faced the same direction as him, except for the dog. But that’s dogs for you he thought. Contrary buggers!
It was a grey, miserable day. A wet mist obscured most of the buildings around him, and there was the sharp smell of smoke in the air.
It was bitterly cold out here, which was probably why he was wearing a scarf and hat - but he couldn’t recall putting then on.
The dampness around him had permeated his clothes, and his black trousers clung wetly to his legs.
He was considering his situation, when he heard a voice somewhere above him.
“Dun’t look right t’me, he’ll never do like that” said the voice, appearing to talk to itself.
The man was looking down at his feet when they disappeared into a white nothingness, followed by his legs, then his body and finally his head.
Then, once again, there was nothing.
Lowry smiled, satisfied!