Farm Therapy

One of the things you become aware of while waking up is whether you're in your own bed or not. It's not something our System needs to tell us; we just know.

The smell of stale straw and raw earth surrounded me.

My eyes shot open. It was after dawn.

It was after dawn, and the sun wasn't in my eyes.

I made a high-pitched chirping noise, waited as the sounds came back to me.

Walls, wooden by the blurry sound they cast back. Boards... was that a door?

It was. A stall door. Barn, then.

A little bit of fiddling, and I found the bar lock. Once in the aisle, I could see the blinding light outside a door over three Rhishisikks tall. Gods, you could ride a horse through those doors.

Yes, I realized later that was exactly what they were for. I'm not intensely stupid; I just have... had trouble focusing. Whatever.

Having all of four of my forty maximum health, [Curiosity] took charge. I moved toward and then into the light.