Where am I?
This was the first thought I had as I regained my senses. After that thought I was hit with the smell of fruit and toast. I suddenly felt very hungry. As my feeling was coming back I felt a very soft blanket on top of me and it was very warm. As I listened to my surroundings I heard birds, and wind from the trees. There also seemed to be the sound of waves, like on a beach…
My house is no where near the ocean.
As I came to my senses more I started to remember what happened.
And I started to panic.
I tried to open my eyes but they seemed glued shut. So I started to move my body, but it seemed frozen. My breath was coming out in little quick huffs.
Panicking isn't going to do you any good. Breath. In and out.
Slowly I stopped panicking and calmed myself down.
As I did this I realised it helped as I was able to move my hands now. I tested my eyes again and they began to open. I had to blink a few times to clear my blurred vision. The first thing I saw the ceiling. Black, but painted with light mini stars to look like the night sky. Then I saw the bed. A beautiful canopy bed with dark blue covers. As I turned my head I saw two large doors with windows and pearl white curtains. The doors were open and I saw a balcony. Passed the balcony was were the beach was. I could see the waves crashing against the shore. It gave a very peaceful feeling in a not so peaceful situation.
As I turned my head the other way a plate full of fruit and a glass of milk was on a bedside table. My stomach grumbled reminding me how hungry I was. The place forgotten, for a moment, I tested my muscles again and was able to move them fairly well. Still a little sluggish, I pulled myself and grabbed an orange slice. I popped it into my mouth and looked around the room.
The thing that first caught my attention was the bookshelf. As I looked a little closer I saw some of my classics. This scared me some, as I was reminded of my situation. Whoever brought me here apparently knew I liked books. As I looked around the room more I saw a dresser. I didn't want to know if it already had clothes in it. That would just scare me more. And to be perfectly honest I don't want to faint right now.
As I looked back over at the balcony I thought perhaps that could be my escape. I crept out of the covers and tested my legs. They seemed alright, no longer numb. I made my way over to the balcony and looked down. It was at least a fifty feet drop. To far for me to jump, and there were no stairs leading to the beach. As I looked down further to see if there was anything that could possibly break my fall. I turned around to see the door to the room opening.
