I shot my eyes open. My vision was foggy, and it felt as though my head was about to explode. Assaulted by the worse migraine, I couldn't remember anything as recent as a few minutes ago, or at least, nor how I got here. I could tell by the foliage alone that I was in a deeper end of the forest, a part which was practically untouched by humans.
In other words, I was VERY far from camp.
Every inch of my skin burnt, irritated, as if it had been stretched to its limits, but I couldn't see any physical scars or sign of injury anywhere. Even my jaw was painful, especially around the gums, like some sharp object had pierced through them. I wasn't drunk, nor under any kind of drug... so what the hell's wrong with me? I couldn't place my finger on it and with such a migraine chipping at my sanity, I don't know how long of . That's when I realized I had no clothes on and desperately needed something to change in.
Too bad my extras are back at camp...
