You're peacefully taking a stroll in your town's nearby forest when your movements are suddenly halted by a glimmer piercing through the nearby bushes. You walk over to the bushes and crouch down. You then use your hands to part the bushes, finding what seems to be an antique arrow.

You stand up, the arrow perched between your fingers. As if reacting to your presence the arrow shines a great gold and plunges itself into your neck. You fall to the ground, unconscious.