I felt confused and disoriented. My body felt bloated and all wrong.
A woman had rounded the corner and when seeing me she gave me this impish smile. Not many women smile at me so I smiled back of course.
She had moved hurriedly up to me and slapped my arm. “Tag! You´re it!”, she exclaimed.
Then I became dizzy.
The floor was cold, nonetheless I continued walking. Trying to find a clue of where I was and why I was dressed in some kind of a blue robe. I didn’t remember who I were, or how I got there. “I have to get out of here” I whispered, noticing my voice was a little bit higher than expected. I noticed I had a pink ribbon on my left hand, and it wasn’t until then that I noticed my feminine hand. I reached down as a reflex, looking for my equipment, but found nothing.