Michael
Gradually, I manage to wake up.
"Ugh!" I complain about the terrible headache and... really, my whole body.
I try to stretch a bit, but my feet slip off the edge.
I open my eyes suddenly, realizing I'm on a sofa bed that doesn't even fit my body.
Feeling quite uncomfortable, I adjust myself to sit up.
I run my hands over my face with frustration, also trying to wake myself up.
Minutes later, I get up to go to the bathroom in what I thought was my room, stopping abruptly when I don't recognize where I am.
I look around and find a familiar sight. Boxes, tools, old furniture, my clothes piled up in a corner...
"My clothes?" I say, confused, and unsteadily approach them. They are in good condition and clean. Everything was in my closet. Why is it here?
My gaze scans the rest
