"I am forever in your debt, kind stranger," says the elder. You look around confused. Your thoughts are scattered as you begin to take in your surroundings. The dim light of his house is contrasted by the deep night just outside the window. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine."

"You're lying to me."

"Where am I?"

"Where are you? You're right here, shouldn't you know?" the old man says, trying to act surprised.

"I meant where in the world am I?"

"You must think you're not from around here. What a peculiar thing! I will tell you the story they always tell, to cool your mind. Here, have some tea."

You're parched, these fluids will help.