Callan woke up with a splitting headache and very dry mouth, as if it was stuffed with cotton. He is lying on a bed in a strange room. A petite pretty blonde woman was lying next to him. He sat up carefully, nursing his head. He looked around. The furnishings looked plush and yet something jangled. It didn’t look familiar. It didn’t look like anything he’s seen in JorvTown. Maybe it’s a themed hotel room, he thought.
He turned to look at the sleeping woman next to him. Did he have a one-night stand with this woman in some strange themed hotel? Why can’t he remember anything? The last he remembered was getting off work and making his way home…then, nothing. There was a huge gap of nothingness. What happened? Did he get magicked without realising it? Did this pretty woman next to him cast a
