You sit there, trying to think
That spell you cast was supposed to take you home. You realize that
you don't remember anything about home, but you are sure that this
could not, under any circumstances, be home.
Not sure what else to do you look around your room. Not finding
anything exciting you lay down on your bed and fall into a deep
sleep.
You think back to the werewolves. As happy as you were to get away
from them you aren't sure if where you are right now is better or
worse. You don't know anything about this house of mysterious owner.
