When I woke up, my head was lightly throbbing, and it felt like there was something wrapped tightly around my ankle. There was a soft clattering noise somewhere in the distance. I opened my eyes to find myself in the most comfortable bed that I had ever had the pleasure of lying in. I looked around, and oddly enough, I found that the room was made entirely out of wood. Whoever owns this house must be very wealthy.

I threw off the soft papery sheet that was laid on top of me, and I couldn’t help but notice how comforting it was. I pressed softly on the bed to find my fingers sinking into the mattress. What is this material? As I shifted in the bed, a sudden pain coursed through my leg. I looked over at my ankle to find it wrapped with some kind of cloth. It was rough, and when I pulled on it, it stretched.

There was a large wooden box with shiny objects sitting on top of it. The objects had a very unearthly shine to them. My eyes scoured the room, and they fell on a wooden bed with bars around it. On top of this bed, there were some small animals dangling from a string. Everything about the room seems very strange. The walls are completely brown, and many of the objects in the room are made out of wood.

It seemed odd that a wealthy family would turn the wood into simple boxes. They neither had any use nor were they stylish. I shifted in the bed and put my good foot on the floor while the other one just hovered above the ground. I lowered my bad foot, and it hit the floor with an unusual softness. It wasn’t like the first time I woke up to a prickly softness. No, this one was warm and inviting. It was almost like stepping on a cloud.

Something creaked, and I looked up to find the door opening, and someone entered the room. “Hello…”