Where am I, and what the hell have I been up to, were the foremost questions on my mind.
Laying comfortably on my back there was a smooth but rigid ring, which felt like a soft steel band made to fit my waist.
I hoped I was at home but this did not feel like my bed and strangely my movement was restricted. Wherever I was, it was not light yet and I couldn't see anything through a blanket of black. My head ached, my whole body ached in fact, right down to the bones. Upon regaining consciousness it seemed I had woken from quite a night to remember.
