I opend my eyes.
The first thing that I noticed. I'm hungry!
I looked around.
This is not my home. And it looks old. Not the broken and dusty old, but the old where everything looks like it's from medieval times.
I looked on my body and nearly screamed. No no no! Why is my body so small? I look like a child! Nothing like me.
Ok calm down. Your in a small body, somewhere you don't know and there is no one. Everthing is fine.
Argh! What am I saying! Nothing's fine! I'm a god damn child! Before I could curse my situation in my head more, someone entered the room. It was a tall woman who also had medieval like clothes on.
"Oh! You woke up. Are you alright?", she said. I looked are little more at her.
The woman had caramel brown hair which was made into a simple bun. She had big grass green eyes with few freckles on the cheeks. She wore a pastel pink dress which looked, like it was woren many times with an apron around her waist. "Who are you?", I finally asked.
She sat beside me on the bed:" I'm Jinny. I found you unconscious in the forest near the altar of Aphelia. May I know your name?" She looked at me courius.
Aphelia? Funny. The godess of 'Dear Juliet' was also Aphelia. I better ask who she is.
Maybe that's where the author got the inspiration. "I'm Henry. May I ask. Who is Aphelia?", I said. My voice sounds a little broken. Whatever happend to me. I must have slept for a long time.
I looked back at Jinny, to my surprise she looked shocked. "You don't know Aphelia? Where on the heavens will did you grow up?" She really got shocked. Aphelia must be really important.
Suddenly something came to my mind. Did I transmitted? No, that sounds ridiculous! But somehow I knew, that I was right. As a voice would tell me it, even if I only hear Jinny, who was still suprised.
So I did the best thing that came to my mind:" I don't know. Except for my name, I don't remember anything."
Hopefully there is no record of me! And if, I hope that my name there is still Henry. Jinny's expression changed fast:" Oh you poor boy. You really don't remember anything else?" She tought for a moment, than she spoke again:" How about you stay with me for the time being? I will teach you about the world and how to read and write. How does that sound, Henry?"
I nooded:" It sounds good." That way I could see if I really transmitted into 'Dear Juliet'. And so began my little adventure in a new world.