Zosime had a headache. She awoke on a hard stone floor with sunlight shining on her face. And there was a horrible smell nearby.
She groaned, pushing herself up to find that she was lying on a bed of hay. There was hay stuck to her face and her forearms.
"Goddess, have I been reincarnated as a pig?" she groaned again and squinted, looking around. She was in a pen.
"You have got to be kidding me," she mumbled, slowly standing and then quickly catching herself on the wire fencing that surrounded her. She was dizzy.
"Call the boss," she heard a male voice announce from somewhere nearby.
When she finally was able to open her eyes again and focus, she realized there was a sweaty, hairy male sitting outside of her enclosure facing her. He was sucking on peanuts and spitting the shells on the ground while keeping his eyes on her.
