I don't know anything about where I am, what language they speak, or even why I'm here. Where am I? I guess I'll get out of bed and see.
I gingerly stepped out of bed, and groggily stepped through the odd house.
"Ħğțütramñeķjġō, ġŷřľgþťrèßħ"
"I'm sorry miss, I don't understand a word you're saying."
To this, she started to point at me. Then at a door on the other side of the hallway.
I carefully went over there, trying not to damage anything on my way.
Looking behind me, she was following with a triumphant smile plastered over her aging face as she muttered something under her breath.
Opening the door, I gingerly stepped inside the room, and she pointed at a wardrobe. I stepped heavily over towards it, growing more and more tired as I approached. It's probably because I just woke up, though.
The wardrobe doors then swung open at an incredible speed, and there was nothing but a purple vortex inside.
I felt something kick my back, and I fell in.