I woke up some time later. I couldn't be exactly sure how much later. Time moved differently here.
It was way weird to wake up and not know where I was for a minute.
I lay there, still, with just my eyes open scanning the room. I let my eyes roam freely over the ceiling above me, searching for anything that was even vaguely familiar. I slowly became aware that my hair had been plaited down my back. That was different. I always, always, slept with my hair piled on top of my head.
I continued searching for clues as to where I was by letting my eyes continue their travels down the wall, which was papered in a yellow-gold color. As soon as my eyes connected with the wall and my brain registered the color it started flooding my memory with a pair of beautifully golden- tan, silky-skinned
