you can see Light… and grass. yes, almost there...

You jump on the bed, still shaking, trying to breathe normally. A bright light blinds you for a moment, revealing a small room with yellow wooden walls in a traditional Asian style. A yin-yang poster hangs on the wall next to a red chest. You're lying on the floor on a mattress, wrapped in a white blanket and robe, with a small round table nearby. Everything feels wooden…and ancient. damn, you can’t remember anything

"if sleep alleviates suffering, the disease is not fatal..."

A short man in red appears at the door.

"Good morning, wanderer, and welcome to Sukhavatiya." You look at him in shock