Europe

Suddenly, there was a light. Not an artificial light; it was the sun. The morning was quiet with no one awake, around 5:30AM. You awoke without sleep buffer, how? You were confused where you are. One moment you were in bed and the next you’re somewhere in the middle of what seemed to be a town with reddish-brown brick houses. You were looking around taking in the feels and looks of everything. Sloped roofs—likely tile. Rectangular windows, some with white shutters or white trim. Modest doors. Houses are closely spaced—residential. Asphalt roads—narrow by American standards, one lane. Signs are triangle or circular. Neatly trimmed bushes, the vegetation has value and hue. Smaller cards compared to American ones. A cloudy yet fresh sky, not gloomy. A regular day with the sun taking a break. Where were you?