You wake up drenched in sweat, fragments of a terrible dream spinning in your mind - legions of the dead, destruction and disease in their wake, and the end of the world.
You take a few deep breaths, sitting up in your bed, and realise that you cannot recall anything else. Not where you are, nor who you are, nor even your name. A wild panic seizes you. Your mouth seems to move on its own and you hear yourself scream: "GUARDS!!!"
You do not recognise your own voice. In a split-second, the door to your chambers flies open, nearly falling off its pivot. Two armed men storm in, looking wildly around. "My Lord! What has happened?!" One of them cries, brandishing his bronze axe.
You are shocked into silence. Your mind races...
>Demand to know who they are and why they are armed.
>Demand to know who you are and what your name is.
>Demand to know where you are.
>Keep your cool and play it off until you can figure out what's going on.
>Reach for a weapon!
>Scream bloody murder!