The power of the dice roll. I fell, or slipped rather. I was running in the house, disobeying my parents once again. I had rounded a corner, and just by chance, I happened to slip on the carpet that had been laid there on the wood floor. As I fell, it felt like the sun was shining, the grass was freshly cut, and my house was calm and friendly. I was standing on our lawn when my view tilted sideways, then rotated and spun, and everything went black.
"How are you, Jim? Yes, it is so nice to see you again. How's Timmy?"
The sounds were very faint, and they were coming from somewhere beneath the floor. Confused, I sat up, wondering where I was.