“Ugh…my head hurts. What the hell happened?” I rub the back of my head and slowly pull myself up. Slowly opening my eyes, I look around to take in the environment. I seem to be in the middle of the forest with nothing but the trees and an odd gate that stands before me.
Still rubbing my head, I ask to no one in particular, “What am I doing here? I can’t seem to remember.” I rattle my brain trying to search for the answer when I notice that a long wooden broom is lying at my feet.
Upon seeing it, the gears in my head start turning and a short memory starts playing like a movie clip. I walked up to this gate. When I reached my hand out to push it open, an object fell from the sky and decided to hit me in the head, the only person around instead of landing anywhere else. I took a few steps back not knowing what had happened and the memory ends there. “That’s it? Why can’t I remember why I came here or even how I got here?”