What the fucking shit indeed.

Rose's brain was working itself into overdrive as it attempted to connect what just happened to what was happening right now and quite frankly it was failing miserably.

None of it made sense.

It couldn't have been a dream and she knew for a fact she didn't take any **** or **** to make her trip and blackout, which meant it had to be an actual event that took place. Yet how did that work if she passed out in the woods and yet was waking up in her own apartment.

Rose shook her head before she practically launched herself out of bed and ran out of her bedroom and into the apartment hallway, she wasted just as little time and making her way into the apartment bathroom.

Once in the bathroom, Rose started examining herself in the mirror. Hoping to find that some physical change had occurred that would validate what happened yet she saw nothing different.

Her neck length hair was still the same strawberry blonde color that it was before with the tips dyed a faded pink.

Her eyes were still a warm blue color.

Her skin was still pale.

She was still her height of 5'9.

Her face was still attractive if unremarkable.

Her breasts were still the same C-Cups.

Nearly everything about her was the exact same except instead of the more conservative hiking clothing she had on in the woods, she was now wearing a black T-shirt and shorts.

"What the fuck is going on?" Rose questioned her own reflection.

The reflection did not respond however at the moment she finished talking, she could hear her phone ringing back in her bedroom.