The Beach

"Ungh...where am I?" The air conditioning in your room vanished along with your eyesight. Now it was replaced with a sharp heat that burns every inch of your exposed skin...exposed skin? Sharp heat?

You open your eyes to see a cloudless baby blue colored sky, empty except for the bright yellow sun in the center. That explains the heat on your face...but why is your body even warmer?

A glance downward explains everything. Your entire body below your neck is covered in sand. A ways off in front of you is a a glittering ocean, with waves splashing loud enough to mask the sound of seagulls chirping above you. You're at a beach!

Wait, when did you go to a beach? Not to mention get changed for one. You feel the bare skin of your stomach pressed against the hot sand, but fear strikes you as you can't really tell if you're even wearing swimming trunks beneath the sand! You think you feel some sort of fabric, but it's hard to tell. The last thing you need is to be exposed in a public place without any idea how to get back home!

"Sam, are you okay?" A voice calls out your name; it's a woman clad in only a bikini, naturally. The only issue is that she looks familiar. Very familiar.