The headache that was radiating throughout my head was absolutely blinding, but past it all I could almost swear that I smelled the ocean somewhere. That’s ... weird. There aren’t any oceans near Cheyenne. I opened my eyes finally and put my hand to my forehead. The blast of sunlight that crept its way through the wooden shuttered windows caused me to grunt in pain and close my eyes tightly. Maybe I had fallen and hit my head. That had to be it, right? I’d never felt such a horrible headache before in my life. I forced myself off of the bed and looked around the room, completely unfamiliar with my surroundings. I looked down and saw that I had been dressed in a light blue, delicate over shirt that hung open with no way of closing it. Underneath it was a white bra, a pair of very short white denim shorts, and not much else. I felt naked honestly. I decided to get to my feet and walk over to the window to take a peek outside and inhaled sharply. The beautiful white sandy beach and the crisp blue waters were rolling gently on the shore.
