And Then I Woke Up

I had been running for days. I couldn't remember the last time I showered, and then it hit me. I couldn't remember the last time I had done anything. I didn't know where I was or why I was there. I did know who I was though. I was-- I _am_ Watson Clarke, a second grade elementary school teacher who... who, what? I couldn't remember. The town I was in seemed friendly enough, although I couldn't understand a word of the language. I was far from home and I couldn't remember why. I entered what looked like a coffee shop, but the walls were covered in vines. An old woman stood behind a wooden counter, peering at me with snow-covered eyes. "I know why you are here, " she said to me, in a thick Russian accent, "Which is more than you can say for yourself." I walked towards her, but she put up a hand. "Do not come any closer, I know who you are." "My name is Watson Clarke, I am a second grade elementary school teacher." "Are you?" I was about to speak, And then I woke up.