Chapter 2

Robin was awakened by the loud clanging of the jailor opening his cell door.

"Wakey, wakey, Lovely", mocked the little man. "Time for breakfast." He roughly tossed down some hard bread and a cup of water, some of which sloshed out when it landed harshly onto the floor. "Got to keep up your strength, Lovely. Yes, Sir Guy has some fun planned up for you, he does. You got to be able to walk over for it", grinned the slimey fellow.

Robin simply ignored the jailor as he moved in and out of the cell. He held his head, as he had a very bad headache. He looked up as the man babbled about the 'dangle'.

"Pardon?" exclaimed Robin. "The dangle? What have I done that I am to be hanged?" Robin asked with confusion clear upon his face.

"What have you done?" the jailor replied in shock. "You surely must be jesting?"

"No" answered Robin. "Do you know me?" Robin looked at him seriously and said, " I do not know why I am here…..and though I have thought and thought, I don't seem to recall my name."