Waken...

I woke up in the orange haze of the morning light.

Everything is so still. I feel my hands touching the soft grass, and hear the wind rushing through the trees nearby. Just lying down, it's almost like I can hear mother nature's voice, as if she's talking to me. There is just one question, where am I ? Slowly, I sit up. I look around, but only see endless rolling hills. I can hear my heart starting to beat in high tempo, fear passes my thoughts, my hand trembling. How long ago was it since I had this feeling? 5 years? 10 years? Or was this the first time? My head goes blank and I stumble to a nearby tree. Leaning on it, I take a deep breath. I wait for a flashback of memory, nothing. Was I drunk? Or, was I kidnapped and thrown away in this place?