Feeling groggy and disoriented, Felix slowly opens his eyes to find himself lying on a wooden floor. He rubs the sore spot on his head, trying to recall how he got here. As he looks around, he sees his friend watching him with a worried expression.

His blonde hair fell into his face, covering his brown eyes. Felix stares at his friend, trying to figure out if he's in dream or if this is reality. If it is, then which one?