I woke up and saw myself still lying flat on the floor. My cheek pressed against the cold tiles, and for a moment I couldn’t even tell if I was alive or if the moon had taken me to another world. My body was stiff, my throat dry, and my head was spinning like I had been thrown down from a cliff.

What happened to me?

Why was I still on the floor?

My eyes darted to the corner of the room as if expecting to find someone standing there, watching me. But the room was empty. Empty and silent, ...