A cold, yet comforting air hit me in the face, and my eyes fluttered open.I rose a bit, and a tired yawn left my lips.I stretched, moaning in bliss at the sight crack I heard in my lips. That was one hell of a good rest. I laid back and then shut my eyes.

Only for them to fly open again.

"The fuck!" My eyes widened, and I looked around. 

I was in what appeared to be a bedroom. There were a few drawers and a large mirror to my left. To my right was a door, which probably led to the bathroom. The room was definitely made of wood....