v2

The man scoffed. "Released? You're not going anywhere until the master says so. You were found wandering on his lands, and he has a right to know who you are and what your intentions are."

"I don't have any intentions," I protested. "I don't even know how I got here. Can't you just let me go?"

The man shook his head. "I can't do that. But I can bring you something to eat and drink. You look like you need it."

He left the room without another word, and I slumped back onto the bed, feeling defeated. How had I ended up in this strange world, with no memory of how I got here? And how was I going to get out?

As I waited for the man to return with food, I tried to piece together what I could remember. The last thing I remembered was going to bed in my own room, in my own world. But now, I was in some sort of medieval castle, with no idea how I had gotten there.

The man returned with a tray of bread and cheese, and a pitcher of water. He set it down on the dresser and left without a word. I ate the food hungrily, realizing I was starving. As I ate, I looked around the room, trying to think of a way to escape.

But the room had no windows or other exits, and the door was made of heavy wood with a bolt on the outside. I was trapped.

I finished the food and drank some water, feeling slightly better. But my head still throbbed, and I was filled with a sense of dread. What if I was stuck here forever? What if I never found my way back home?

I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes, trying to calm down. But my mind was racing, filled with questions and fears. Who were these people? What did they want from me? And how was I going to get out of this place?

As I drifted off to sleep, I knew that the answers to these questions would determine my fate in this strange new world.