Distant Soul

Matthew dragged himself home. Bruises covered his torso, each one aching as he moved. As he entered through his door, he managed to avoid his mother seeing the state he was in and moved upstairs to his room, closing the door and slumping onto his bed, falling asleep. Matthew was woken by the sound of wind blowing into his ears. He reached for his window only to touch... nothing? His eyes shot open and he looked around at the field of grass he was suddenly in. "Where in the hell?"