you awake suddenly and take in your surroundings, a damp, musty, wooden cabin with a window that peers out into the crashing sea, the rain whipping against the thick sea-glass window, lighting shattering the clouds of midnight black, the thunder a constant and fierce crackle

you see a desk with cabinets and a map on it, a modest chest of clothes with a sword held with nails on the other wall and a door on the opposite side of your bed