"Where am I?"
I muttered while trying to sit up. I guess I had blacked out on the way.
I was somewhere. I couldn't quite wrap my head around where exactly but it didn't seem to be somewhere too strange.
We were in some sort of apartment made of wood. It was spacious, it had a vintage fireplace, the windows were opened and the cool breeze kept coming in–no curtains. No sofas, only a round table with four chairs about it. All were made of wood.
Withdrawing my eyes, I realised I was on a bed though not the regular.
Everything was within the space, what was missing was the bathroom, I saw an inner room and thought to myself that must be it.
Everything added up pretty fast and I deduced that I was somewhere in the past.
Ethan walked in.
"Did you just walk in?" I was surprised, he normally would just appear.
