It all starts with a normal trip, you ride your motorbike calmly through the streets of North America, you heard around how beautiful the landscapes are in Winter there so there you were, sadly your vacation was over already so you were on your way back to the Airport. apparently Life had different plans for you, so as you you drive you notice that It was starting to get dark, It was starting to get late and you didn't want to loose your airplane, you accelerate and overtake the car that was in front of you. the driver didn't take It well. while you were about to pass a turn you find the car that you Just overtook next to you, its starts to get closer and closer to your side about to squish you against the guardrail, suddently while you pass by the turn that lean into the forest the car pushes you making you lose controll and end up in that badly laid path, you loose controll and end up crashing far into the dark path against a tree your body for the trauma shuts down, and you fall off your bike ,onto the snow, that was now a squished tuna can.

you regain cosciousness and you find yourself in a bed, snuggle under sheet, you were trembling, everything hurted in your body, you felt sick. the room around you was dark, illuminated slightly by a small window, It looked like you were in a nice furnished attic.