The ground was soft and cool underneath Jon, but not unpleasant. There was the sound of distant birds chirping away.
The sunlight shone softly through the trees, casting a gentle light over the mossy ground.
Jon lay there on the ground, wearing only his boxershorts.
"Where am I?" Jon whispered to himself.
Climbing to his feet, he looked around. The floor of the forest was covered in a soft lush moss, and there were quite a few trees dotted around.
Jon began walking toward what appeared to be a clearing, maybe he'd find some answers there, he thought.
