To be honest, you had not a clue on why or how you're here. One moment you're in bed, the next you're in some random area. It was a surreal and somewhat ominous scene. The central focus is a large clock face, its hands frozen in time, suggesting a sense of halted progress or a disruption of the natural order. The clock face is surrounded by a swirling vortex of what appears to be a celestial body, possibly a planet or a moon, with a network of lines radiating outwards. Floating above the clock face are several ornate, arched doorways, seemingly suspended in mid-air. These doorways are reminiscent of portals or gateways, implying a connection to other realms or dimensions.

In just a blink, a woman appeared in front of you. Looking no older than 17.

"Greetings," Her voice was beautiful, soft, and comforting. "It seems you've entered a Fantasyland. I believe it's time for you to go."