The Nightmare In Your Head

Sam Theman

I awake to the smell of burning, rotting, and dead flesh. I allow my eyes to fly open to find the origin of these smells, but I am greeted only with darkness. I feel around me to find what I'm laying on feeling like sheets on a mattress. I feel over to my right and find a small table with what I presume is a lamp on it.
Turn on the lamp.