During this Christmas I will upload a story in small chunks. This is the first one, worked today at class:
Where am I? I don't know. I'm in a
beautiful room in an old house. There's a bed, an expensive chair and
a beautiful table. I can't see anything form the window, only a green
field. The sun is shining on the field. I can hear music, quiet
music. It's Mozart.
Why am I here? I don't know. My head is
hurting. I can't open the door, and I can't open the window. I'm
wearing grey trousers and a grey shirt. I'm not wearing any shoes.
I'm hungry and thirsty. There isn't any food or drink. There's a pen
and some paper on the table. There isn't anything on the paper.