You decide that this is not a dream.

You pick yourself up from the floor, luckily none the worse for wear except for a couple of bruises on your body. (Your ego is a little bruised as well).

You are standing in a corridor made of stone. There is light here and it seems to be coming from a place up ahead where the corridor makes a left turn. You follow the corridor and stepping around the corner, find yourself in a large cave with an opening to the outside.

You scramble past a screen of bushes and trees and out into the fading sunlight, basking in the warm glow and breathing the fresh air. You look around for the familiar streets and homes of your neighborhood.

They are not here.

You are standing on the slopes of a mountain. A faint path leads away from the entrance of the cave and disappears into the woods below. In the distance, you see a road and beyond that, faint against the horizon, a city. You hear the sound of water running nearby.

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You decide to spend the night in the cave.

You follow the path.

You are thirsty and sure could use a drink You go in search of the water.