To Survive the Night

Dr B.

It seems to be a musky morning, a cool breeze mixes up the fog that once set on the moist floor of the forest. Birds begin tuning up their instruments as to be ready for the conductor to strike his signal... And then awakens you, with a sharp pain in your head, you try to cope with what had happened. What did happen? Why does this place seem so familiar? You ask yourself...
Where do I go from here?
Wait, what actually happened?