This story is an adaptation of a "Choose your own adventure" story and might have some minor issues because of it. I have attempted to edit all of them out.
Warning: This is a long multi-part story and starts off rather slow.
You had been studying all night. The first big tests of the year were coming soon. Your final year of school had just started and already the work was piling up.
Luckily you had no intention of trying to get into a good college. You had the intelligence but preferred to slack off until the last moment. Which tended to end up with you being a pretty middling student.
To be honest you were pretty average in most ways. You were not overweight, but not an athlete either. You had some friends, but most people didn't even remember you existed. Mostly you just passed under the radar.
That's probably why you were still a virgin, despite you and everyone in your year being 18+.
God, I'm tired. I get that we have to learn this shit, but do they have to make it so boring? I'll just finish it tomorrow.
You finish up for the night and lay down in your bed. As you close your eyes, you expect to fall into a nice long slumber...
As you open your eyes, bright sunlight wakes you up right away. The smell of fresh air penetrates your nose and you register a cacophony of sounds. But for once it isn't the noise of the city moving around you, or the screeching and honking of cars passing by. It's birds chirping, insects buzzing, a soft breeze rustling the grass.
It almost makes you want to lay back down and just enjoy the moment. If it weren't for the fact that you were in your apartment just a moment ago. One second you're closing your eyes to go to sleep, next you open them to the sight of a green field.
You also notice you're no longer wearing your comfy pajamas. Instead you have some weird dark green medieval tunic and brown pants. Even your shoes and underwear is different.
Whoever thinks this is funny better have a real good explanation for this.
The clothes do actually fit you perfectly, but you're not sure if that's better or just more creepy.
As you look around you find you're on a small hill surrounded by a sea of grass. Spread out over the hills is a herd of sheep. Not to far away from you, one of them is slowly ruminating his last meal, as he lazily stares at you.
A few meter away lies what looks like a spear. Quite long with a wooden shaft and a big metal head. You can't make out what of metal it is, but it seems real, and real dangerous at that. Then again, you don't know anything about spears.
Well this just keeps getting better, doesn't it?
Further in the distance, you notice smoke trails coming from past the hills.
Smoke probably means people, so you pick up the spear and start walking in that direction. Unbeknownst to you, the sheep's eyes follow you as you leave.
Walking through the field you notice that while you felt like you just closed and opened your eyes for a second, your body does feel completely rested. In fact, you feel pretty great. This hike up and down the hills that would normally have tired you out, goes by with ease. The rest of the herd calmly avoids you as if they're not at all surprised to have you in their midst, or as if they are sheep content to eat grass on a nice day, depends how much you wanna read into it.
When you reach the top of a particularly high climb, you actually get to look out at the area around you. Behind you and on the left there isn't much to see, just hills and sheep. Not far to the right you notice there was actually a dirt road. Previously obscured by the hills, it would have provided a much easier path.
Guess I'll remember that for the next time I wake up in the middle of a field.
More importantly it seems your decision to follow the smoke has paid of. Not much farther in front of you, there is a small town. You can't see much from this distance, but it looks like a pretty simple, though busy place. Probably somewhere quite rural. You can't distinguish much, but there are a few figures going about their day.
Hopefully they can provide me with some directions, or better yet let me call someone to come pick me up. Or they will call the police on the crazy medieval person walking around with a big ass spear.
As you get closer you start to notice some details about the town. Most buildings seem to be simple houses, with farms on the outside of the village. The dirt road turns to cobblestone close by. It kinda looks like some of the medieval theme parks you went to as a kid, though you don't see any of the fun stuff. No castles or knights, just a small town.
Even weirder the people you can now clearly see are wearing similar clothes to you. Though in worse condition. They straight up look like medieval peasants.
One of them is walking loosely in your direction.
You decide to use the opportunity to ask him for help. As you walk up to them you try not to look too threatening with your spear. The man looks about your age and seems fairly unremarkable otherwise if it were not for the weird medieval theme going on.
"Hey mate, I seem to be lost. Could you help me out?"
He looks at you curiously and says: "Of course, you're in the town of Bellhollow. A few days away from Cleartide."
Doesn't ring a bell, but at least he speaks English so it shouldn't be too hard to get home.
"Haven't heard of it, is there a train station or something? Or a police station?"
The man seems confused. "What is a train or police?"
Now it's your turn to be confused. "You know, public transportation, or someone who keeps public order and solves crimes?" you clarify.
"Ah, well this is a small town. We don't really have a dedicated transport service, but you could try to find someone willing to take you to Cleartide. People go there to sell wares fairly regularly. Might only take a few days to find someone. We also don't have any guards, nothing much ever happens in this town. But if you need anything official you could ask the town leader."
Well, this is just weird, maybe it is a theme park or something and he's not allowed to break character. Guess I'll try his advice.
"Alright, I'll see if that works. Thanks."
"No problem. I'm Brien by the way. If you need anything else, feel free to come find me later."
You nod and say: "I'm Sean, and thanks again."
He gives you directions for the town leader and his house and goes on his way up the hill.
You decide it's best to just find a way home. As you walk around town for a while, you ask several people if they can help you, but it doesn't seem like anyone is leaving any time soon.
You do notice a small store and a church at the town square in the center of the small town. You decide to make a mental note of it and maybe come back later.
