The sound of a stream caught Sam’s attention as he slowly awoke from his deep sleep, he reached around to find his snooze button. His hand was met with a finger full of damp dirt. He popped up on his elbows and looked around. He was not in his bedroom. He wasn’t even sure he was still in Arizona. He had never seen so many trees before. It was as if the pile of dirt he was lying on was the first time any person had ever been there.
His theory was slowly tossed out as he saw someone lying no more than 10 feet to his right. They had started to stir. Maybe whoever this person was, they might know what he was doing in the middle of this forest.
“He are you awake over there?” He grabbed a nearby stick and tottered to his feet.
As he stood up, the world began to spin around him like he was on a merry-go-round. He closed his eyes hoping to make it better, but that only caused his motion sickness to worsen. He fell onto his hands, glad that the ground still felt solid once he was no longer upright.
He opened his eyes, and the world stood still. No more spinning.
He lifted his head in time to see a girl sitting up.
“Just some friendly advise. Don’t try standing up.” He let his head drop again as he was trying to catch his breath.
“Where am I?”
Sam could hear the panic and fear in her voice. He looked up at her again.
“I don’t know. I woke up here same as you. I don’t know what happened or how we got here.”
“Who are you?” Her eyes started welling with tears.
“Hey hey now. Don’t freak out. I know that this looks terrible, but there’s no point in crying about it. That’s not going to help anyone.”
She lost it. Clearly he wasn’t good at talking a girl down in crazy unexplained situations. It’s not like he had a whole lot of practice with this sort of thing.
“Ok so here is what I know. My name is Sam. I live in Arizona. I teach 10th grade English. What’s your name?”
She started to sniffle as she slowly regained some of her self control.
“Chl… Chloey.” She used the heel of her hand to wipe away some of the tears streaking mascara across her face.
“It’s nice to meet you Chloey. Where are you from?” She scrunched her face as he waited for her answer.
“I. I don’t know you.” She hugged her knees to her chest as she began to sob a little more.
“Fair enough. We are strangers who were dumped in a forest.” He chuckled as he shifted from a kneeling position to a sitting one. “I understand not wanting to share personal information.”
He was about to ask her another question when she shifted her concerned stare from him to a fearful one over his left shoulder. He shifted around and saw that there was a guy standing up about eight feet away.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” His last few words trailed off as the kid face planted on the ground after stumbling around trying to find his balance. “It’s a nasty ride.”
“What happened?” Chloey was looking at him again.
“I’m not sure, but whatever was used on us causes a severe vertigo when you try and stand up. I don’t know how long it will last for.
Sam looked around and evaluated the situation. The conclusion he came to he would keep to himself: they were in big trouble.