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?”