Hmm... What's this heavy feeling?... My body feels like a cold, rusty piece of iron tossed out in the open.
(He groans slowly as his tired eyes begin to open.)
"Ugh... Why do my bones feel so stiff?... It's like someone crushed me, then put me back together — terribly, I might add."
(He struggles to sit up, running a hand over his aching head with a slight grimace.)
"How long have I been asleep?... An hour? A day?... Or maybe an entire year?... Damn it, this feeling is anything but reassuring."
(He takes a deep breath, starting to glance around.)
"Haaaaaah... Hmm... What the hell is this place?"
(He looks around at the black forest surrounding him — towering trees that seem to pierce the sky, their twisted trunks oddly disturbing, faint noises of small creatures echoing through the area.)
(He mutters coldly, with biting sarcasm.)
"Ah, a dark forest, strange noises, bugs crawling on my head... The classic setup for an incoming disaster."
