You play possum
Glancing around, you see you're in a strange, ornate little cottage
with a wood-burning stove very near to you. Its heat passes over your
skin, and the sweet smell of cedar reminds you of something. You
still don't know who you are. You smell a new smell now, the smell of
sausage and pancakes and maple syrup. You hear a soft humming. That
scares you, and you decide to play possum until you can figure it all
out. That's when you notice the girl with long dark brown hair, blue
eyes, and a tall slender frame from the day before staring at you.
You:
