Alex shivered. She squirmed, feeling a strange surface beneath her. It was nice and soft, but definitely not her bed. An earthy, woodsy smell filled her nostrils.
"Wha' the fuh..." she murmured, rolling onto her side. Her hand grazed something hard and smooth. The unwonted sensation jolted through her, snapping her to wakefulness.
"What the hell!?"
She pushed herself up on an elbow. The object that had roused her was revealed to be a round, white stone, about the size of her head, half-buried in long grass. Beyond that were the tall, thick trunks of deciduous trees.
She stared a moment, then scrambled to her feet, hugging herself. It was not that chilly, but there was a breeze; and she was naked. She rubbed her arms as she looked around with frightened eyes. She stood in a clearing; forest surrounded her on all sides.
"Wh-what the hell..." She repeated, more softly.
Where was her bedroom? Where were her pajamas? Where was this?
Maybe it was a hyper-realistic dream? She tried pinching herself, to no avail. Another shiver ran through her, but not because of the breeze.
What's going on? If this ISN'T a dream then... was I kidnapped?
Amidst this worrisome train of thought, her skin prickled. Was she being... watched? Was that a rustling in the forest? She turned, scanning the surrounding trees.