You wake up with a mild headache, your arm bandaged up. But you’re in an entirely different place… you’re in a small hut. It’s seemingly made out of wood, the windows showing a forest outside, the sun shining through the glass

You have no recollection of getting here. Sitting up, you notice someone in what looks to be fantasy solider clothing. He turns around, raising his eyebrows slightly

“There you are. Thought you might’ve been dead.”

He jokes, giving a dry chuckle before turning back around

“I’m making some tea. You want some?”