Change: New World

Dungeon

I groggily regained consciousness.

I was vaguely aware of the metallic taste in my mouth as well as the pressure which pinned me down.

Eyes still closed, I felt my way around my surroundings with shaky hands. I met fierce resistance, as a weight kept me down on the ground and my body hardly able to move. After a bit of elbow grease though, I properly felt the structures around me, and I could now vaguely make out the familiar anatomy of a chair. Actually, scratch that, there were several chairs, and a few desks mixed in.

I was stuck under a pile of chairs. How very inconvenient.

I finally opened my eyes, and the first thing they met was once again another pop up, surprisingly this time, it revealed very useful information.

Although, it was mostly bad news, but still, it was valuable information.