I awake in the plains a grass, I place a haven’t been.

Fairly bad start to a morning.

“How could I have gotten here?”

I distinctly remember going to bed last night, but not in the middle of nowhere…

Standing up, I stretch and look at my surroundings.

In front of me: Grass plains

Behind me: More grass plains

Left: a gravel road of some sorts…

Right: The sound of water, perhaps a river?

I don’t know how I got here, but I have to get home somehow, the question is though,

“Which way is home?”