You feel yourself crash into the cold,hard ground. You look up quickly,your eyes blurring your surroundings. Your head hurts,your heart pounds against your chest like crazy. Once your eyes adjust to the lighting,you find yourself in a completely different area.

You take in a few breaths,trying to calm your heart down. You couldn't tell if you were having a panic attack,or were just really weary. Probably the second one,hopefully just the second one anyway. You look around frantically,looking for some explanation,but instead you find another object. She looked unimpressed and had a bored looking expression on his face. He sighs and walks past you to a table looking device and starts typing something down

"Time of death; July 15th, 2024. 9:08 P.M. Omnipresent Standard Time..." They mutter to themselves. Once they finish up whatever the hell she was doing,he looks down at you

"Damn,you must've fallen. Hard." He says in a monotone and slightly sarcastic voice. They get up from the weird table thing and walk over to a chair,plopping herself down in it "C'mon. Get up." He calls out,crossing their legs over the other,sitting in a cross-legged position.