My head spun with black and white dots as my by aching body crashed limply to the ground.

‘What happened?’ I questioned internally, finally willing my eyes to open.

I stared up at the blinding sunlight shining all around me in mild confusion. I searched my mind for an explanation to it all, but came up empty. Anything that would hint as to what brought me here was left in a fuzzy mess, blocking me from viewing them.

Ever so slowly, I got to my feet and started walking in any direction I chose. Adventure was always a wondrous thing in my books, you never knew where your feet would be swept off too. I’ve read about thousands of great adventures through the art of literature, but never had I expected to experience one of my own.

I work at a coffee shop for crying out loud. The most ‘adventure’ I got in a day, consisted of walking from behind the counter and over to the restroom a few times throughout a day.

As my feet padded against a small dirt trail, I hummed a familiar tune. My lips quirked into a smile as I heard a bird chirping in the depths of the vibrant trees and the whistling of a gentle breeze swaying the thin branches.

It was all so peaceful and calming that I couldn’t contain the joy from revealing itself in my face.

But all good things have to come to an end.

I gasped as my chest came a hair to close being pierced by a stone spear. My wide eyes stared at a very intimidating man, silently pleading for my life.

I raised my hands to the sides in surrender, hoping that I could transmit the idea that I meant no harm to him. “What is it? Did I do something wrong?” I asked hesitantly, eying the spear still pointed at my chest with a wary gaze.

The man’s face showed to no sign of recognition to my words other than slight confusion. So I reiterated my previous words. “I mean no harm, I had no intention to trespass on your property.”

Still no reaction on the man’s face.

However, luck seemed to be on my side because he cautiously lowered the spear. He said something in a strange tongue I had never heard before, leaving me now confused. How far did I go, to end up in a place with such a mysterious man?

He seemed to realize my bafflement, so instead he pointed south, while imitating what he wanted me to do.

As a charades extraordinaire, I caught on rather quickly. He wanted me to follow him to a village, and then I couldn’t translate further because he started to walk away. Not knowing what else to do, I blindly followed him until we reached a large body of water.

My jaw dropped as I gazed upon the glassy, shimmering surface of the water. But not even the beauty of the crystal clear liquid could deter my attention away from the elegant city situated at the middle, almost as though it was floating.

We climbed in a boat and paddled our way over to the city’s entrance. He didn’t speak to me, he seemed to be fascinated with the grand architecture himself.

At what I presumed was a dock, crowds of people stood around watching me with eyes swimming with curiosity. Though I won’t lie and say that I wasn’t looking at them in a similar fashion.

I was led around buildings and through the winding streets bustling with life. I was amazed by how many people lived here, it had to be at least a couple hundred thousand if not more.

But the only thing more interesting than the people, was the food. Along the sides of the roads vendors offered me soups and corn while I paid with some spare change in my pocket. They eyes my token of thanks in wonder and suspicion, but accepted it nonetheless.

The man leading me through the city, offered me a bed in his home, even though we were merely strangers. That night I lie in bed, reminiscing in all of the marvelous things I had been fortunate enough to witness during today’s travel. Slowly, my mind drifted off to sleep, giving into the exhaustion of my body.

The next morning I awoke in excitement, only to find that I was still tucked in my queen sized bed, in the middle of my apartment.