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I slowly open my eyes to unfamiliar surroundings. My head is hurts like a…a….a… I shake my head trying clear it of the fog. ‘What happened?’ I say ‘Where am I?’
I’m still a bit groggy, but manage to stand up and bush myself off. Looking around, I see nothing I that can put my finger on. Just a road and green grass about it, no trees no flowers, nothing, but the dirt road. It’s all strange to me. The sun is high and right in the sky. It warms me as I take in the light with arms stretched out embracing the sun.

I look back at the road; it goes on forever in either direction. I pick a direction and start to walk. The scenery doesn’t change as I walk down the dirt road. For as far as I can see, green grass surrounds the road. I am still trying to recognize this place, but nothing comes. It’s like I have never been here before yet in my heart I know that I have. My head hurts as I think about it. I drop to my knees as the pain grows in my head and I’m nearly in tears grabbing my head. ‘What’s wrong with me? Why does it hurt so much?’ I scream.

As I scream the pain somehow subsides. Scared at what is happening to me, I take several deep breathes. Once I’m clam I decide to continue walking. The road stretches with out an end to it, not even a landmark to tell me how far I’ve traveled. It’s seems like hours to me since I first awoke on this road. The feet turn into miles, the minutes turn into hours. The sun is nearly set. I see some birds overhead now; at least I’m not alone. I continue my journey down the road. I’m excited to encounter trees and bushes, life at last.

The sun is an about to set to finish off another day. My eyes must be playing tricks on me; at long last I see a small building the distance. I smile broadly as my sore feet dash up to the building. I can hear the laughter of people as I approach. I near the door, a see a sign hanging off the door lit by a candle, ‘Bruce’s Bar and Inn’. No matter, at least there are people to talk to and I can finally rest. I brace myself against the heavy door and push with little strength I have. The heavy oak doors open and I step though. Several people stare at me, but go back to what they were doing.

I manage to get though the crowed of people to large counter with stools all around it. I sit in one and was instantly greeted by the man behind the counter, ‘Never seen you before. What’s yer pleasure?’ he asks in a rough voice. He was giving me once over as I sit in one of the stools. I attempt to speak, but my mouth is dry. He laughs a bit, but before I can clear my throat he was called away, ‘More ale!’ ‘Keeps yer shirt’s on, I’m coming’ her replies I sigh and looking a bit disappointed. I get off the stool and try and find a less busy person to talk too.

When suddenly a loud roar comes from outside followed by screaming, ‘The monster is attacking, run!’,