*Meadow*

As I feel the grass under my feet, I can’t really put together how everything started. My mind is blocked somehow, but I know that I made it this far alone.

Everywhere I look I see trees, foliage, nature. But who am I? Why am I here? How did I get here?

Slowly I approach a small peaceful lake, and the only reason I am getting there is because I feel so very thirsty. Why am I feeling so thirsty though? How long have I been here? My head starts to hurt with ...