The morning sun shone through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Suddenly, Adrian jolted awake with a start, his heart pounding wildly, trying to force its way out of his chest.
He remained in bed, his body drenched in sweat, his mind still foggy from the weird nightmare he had. Blinking rapidly, he looked around, trying to make sense of everything.
"Where... where am I this time?" Adrian muttered to himself, his voice hoarse with thirst and tiredness.
He rubbed his eyes, trying to clear the foggy thoughts from his mind. Adrian looked around, and only then did he realise he was in his bed in the Inn.
But something was different. Something was off. Someone or something was on his chest. As he glanced down at himself, he froze. He was naked. Entirely and utterly naked, with only the thick bedsheets covering him.
Panicked, he turned to look for his clothes in order to cover himself with before anyone saw him like that.
