You were passed out in the woods from a mushroom circle full of weird, smelly puffs.

You wake in a small, cozy cabin, under a blanket, and by a crackling fire. You glance around the space. You hear the 'CLUNK CLUNK' of combat boots entering the room.

They lean down to your paralyzed eye level, tilting their head.

"You're awake! That's good. Very, very good. How are ya feelin'?"