I woke up in a large bed, drapes pulled around me. I didn’t remember laying down. Didn’t even remember feeling tired.
I peeked under the covers. I was still dressed. I figured that if I didn’t remember going to sleep, there was no telling what else had slipped my mind.
A cat, small and black, slept at my feet, not stirring even when I sat up. The movement brought back none of the dizziness from before, but made me aware of the slightest of headaches and a terrible thirst.
I dragged the bed curtains aside. The lights in the room were on, but there were no windows, and it was weirdly disorienting to have no idea of the time of day. Or the day itself. Sunday? Monday? Sunday. It had to be, right? I needed to be at work on Monday.
I hopped off the bed, the bare floor cold even through my so
