You wake up. Your head is throbbing and your throat feels scratchy, whether it was from vocal reasons or alcohol reasons, you don't know. You attempt to raise your hand to scratch at your chin, but find that your hand feels oddly heavier than you last remember. In fact, it feels more hairy than you remember. In fact, you feel a wave of vertigo as you attempt to move out of your bed, and stumble a bit, throwing your arms out in front of you instinctively. <i>Shit!</i> You let out a gasp as your hands make contact with a wooden nightstand. There are three things you notice all at once: [[your hands.]] [[the nightstand.]] [[glasses.]](set: $handscheck to $handscheck + 1) (if: $handscheck < 2)[They're larger than you feel they should be. You have long slender fingers, with a few callouses on your left hand's fingertips, and a small tattoo of a fox at the base of your thumb. Your fingernails are clean and short, immaculate, even. There is an odd sense of elegance of your fingers, something that you feel is new to you.] (if: $handscheck > 1)[They're still attached to you, though when you attempt to coerce your fingers to move, it feels as if you're trying to control someone else's fingers. You don't know what to make of it.] (if: $nighstand < 3)[ [[the nightstand.]] ] (if: $glasses < 3)[ [[glasses.]] ] (if: $nightstand > 1)[ [[the phone number.]] ](set: $nightstand to $nightstand + 1) (if: $glasses < 1)[You find it hard to focus on anything, really. Everything is blurry at best, and although you can see white squares and assume it's paper, you really can't read anything in this condition. Strange, you don't remember needing glasses before.] (if: $glasses is 1)[Now that you can see clearly, you find items totally alien to you, such as a paper with daintily written numbers on it. You don't remember getting anyone's number last night, nor for the past few nights. Well, to be fair, you don't really remember much of last night, nor the past few nights. Perhaps you had too many drinks? But you're not hungover. You shake off the sense of unease as you move on.] (if: $nightstand > 2)[Nothing new here. Phone number, various other items, a lamp. There's a Chinese take-out menu, which seems to be convenient.] (if: $handscheck < 3)[ [[your hands.]] ] (if: $glasses < 3)[ [[glasses.]] ] (if: $glasses > 1)[ [[the phone number.]] ](set: $glasses to $glasses + 1) They're wayfarers. Fancy ones at that. (if: $glasses is 1)[The fact that you can't see much at the moment is a bit more than slightly worrying. You grab the glasses and put them on clumsily. Everything feels as if you're underwater, and you still haven't caught up with your train of thought or your racing heartbeat. The world is suddenly more crisp and visible.] (if: $glasses > 1)[They're also on your face already.] (if: $handscheck < 3)[ [[your hands.]] ] (if: $nightstand < 3)[ [[the nightstand.]] ] (if: $nightstand > 1)[ [[the phone number.]] ]You study the phone number. You don't really feel anything for it, and it doesn't help that there's no name under or around it. You do, however feel a nagging sense that you should maybe call the number soon. You frown as you turn around, still feel a slight disconnect between brain and body as you slowly rotate and take baby steps in a full turn. And then you see yourself in a mirror. But it's not you. And that's not your mirror. [[panic.]] [[assess the situation.]](set: $panic to $panic + 1) You don't know what to do, but you(set: $calm to $calm + 1)