You wake up, realizing you're not at home. You're not in your safe,
warm, bed, but lying by a puddle. You have vague recollections of a
shadow, and you followed the shadow. You don't remember what happened
next, all that there were a series of events and you ended up in this
vast, dark place.
You look around for one more moment before falling back to your knees.
You are weak and cannot move, so you just wait. Waiting to live,
waiting to die, waiting for long hours. Days, even.