I woke up to a banging headache. My head was killing me and if I didn't take something to suppress it I will be dead. Gently and carefully rising from the bed, as if my gesture was some kind of cure for the headache, I notice that I was in a different room. Bigger, more beautiful and neatly decorated. Where am I?
This room looked like it was carefully moulded and then shipped down here. The bed I slept in was large and flamboyant. A fire roared in a fireplace...who has a framing fireplace in their room. I was intrigued to explore every nook and cranny of this place. For almost a month or so, I've been locked up in one room. Been Never out or elsewhere don't blame me if I am a little excited about the new environment.
My moment of clarity stopped existing when I took the third glass of c
