"What the hell who is that?" my head spun once more from the confusion of seeing and touching a face and body that wasn't mine.
I looked in the mirror and saw the face of a woman with mocha skin, ruby-red eyes, and long black hair. She was gorgeous but her body was riddled with scars and bruises that looked like they had been obtained over the course of time.
"Calm down," I thought to myself trying to make sense of what had happened to me.
"The last thing I remembered before waking up here was that I fell in a hole and by the looks of it I died?....
This didn't make any sense my head started hurting as I tried to put some sense into this f*cked-up situation.
I approached the dirt-caked window on the other side of the room to try to figure out where I was.
When I looked through the window what I saw didn't help with my headache but contributed to it even more. There were persons wearing...... medieval clothing, knights with what seemed like actual swords.
"Haaaa" I slowly approached the bed thinking about what I should do.
I took a deep breath calming myself completely." Okay, I'm either dreaming or I'm in a different world.
"HUHH?"