Letting out a short gasp, my eyes opened. The room around me had turned a pale orange with the rising sun, peeking through the clouds from the previous storm. It was the same room that I had been in, but somehow, I felt as if I had been somewhere else in the time I had been asleep.

"I must have dreamt something," I told myself, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I could not recall anything from this dream, but it was certainly the same feeling as when I had just had a nightmare.

I stood up and peered out the window. The clouds had thinned and promised a much nicer day than the previous one. When I turned away, I felt a strange ring in my head. Brushing it off as an earache from how I had slept, I gathered the few belongings that I had and left the inn. The thoughts from the previous day did not seem quite as daunting now that I had a few hours of sleep in me.

Taking a short amount of time to restock various provisions, I proceeded out of the town as soon as possible. As I had done for the past months, I tried to make myself as obscure as I could. I wasn't sure why, exactly; it might have been because I didn't want any news to make it back to Ylisstol, or it may have been that I didn't want to have a nomadic reputation. Whatever it was, I did my best to maintain a specific amount of anonymousness.

Along the way, I continued to feel the odd dizziness that had come upon me that morning. It wasn't usual for me to be clumsy (past early childhood), but I felt a strange amount of stupor as I walked. I had not drunken alcohol any time recently, nor had I eaten any sort of meat that could have been festering food-poison.

I tried to keep brushing it off as I continued. I did not know where I was going, as had been the case for some time, which only seemed to make this feeling worse. The September sun seemed to be warmer than usual, and it made the back of my neck oddly sweaty. The dizziness settled into my stomach and I began to feel nauseous.

I happened to not have any sort of medicine among my provisions, so I tried to sit down for a moment. This helped me quite a bit and I felt well enough to stand and hopefully find another village soon. There, I would be able to find some sort of medicine or a doctor.

I was able to take four steps before I tripped over my own foot, causing me to fall forwards and onto my stomach. Normally, I would have gotten right back up, but this time was different. Instead of hitting solid ground, it felt as if I had fallen into water, as I kept going down. I quickly found out that this was not water, in fact, or any sort of liquid. I was falling through nothing except air.

It was dark all around, with the small amount of light glowing a soft purple, but eventually fading into a pale indigo. I did not feel in danger, and it passed so fast that I hardly had time to even recognize what was happening to its full extent. The next thing I knew, I closed my eyes sharply. I had stopped falling.

Cautiously, I opened my eyes again. The sun was on my face, but it felt cooler than it had before. I no longer felt tired and sweaty, as a light breeze swept my bangs to one side of my dry face. I then recognized that I was laying on the ground, as the green grass below me indicated. The ground had been much drier where I had previously been, recovering from the long summer, but this seemed to be unaffected by anything of the sort. The sky above me was a brilliant blue—something that was often seen in the early spring back at home.

Gazing around, the surroundings were completely unknown to me. The trees did not look like anything that I had seen before, the grass was oddly soft, and even the air felt odd. Nothing seemed familiar to me, which made my heart beat faster.

"Calm down, likely you were just not well and are seeing things," I said to myself breathlessly. My own words didn't exactly ease my conscience, as I still looked around myself in a restrained panic.

In the distance, I saw a large town. Knowing that I could find answers there, I quickly made my way to it. My steps were much steadier than they had been previously, making me truly believe that this was simply a dream. Unfortunately, when I tried to pull myself out of the dream, it didn't work. Everything about me said that I was not dreaming—that I had actually fallen through some sort of portal and woken up in another world. But that wasn't possible... It wasn't that simple...

There were guards at the entrance of this town. Usually, there were only such things at capitols, giving me the impression that this town was more important than I'd initially believed. The streets within were busy, but not as crowded as Ylisstol was.

As much as I tried to gather information, I was even more puzzled than before. I had never enjoyed being in such a state and it bothered me that I could not produce a solution. Distressed, I found myself quick walking through the town without much of an objective. Perhaps I could still figure this out...

(A.N):

A bit of a shorter chapter today, since I did not have much time for editing. Thank you all for reading this story and reviewing/pm-ing me about it. I hope that you enjoyed this chapter and the last one, and I hope that you have a great day.

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