Well you go to check out the bed, its pretty and purple and it looks so soft. You touch it out of pure curiosity, and its perfect. Its the best bed you have ever felt, you climb in for just a moment, just to test it, not for long. But.. the bed was so comfortable, and you felt yourself lulling to sleep. You wake up to a blinding light, you sit straight up. What in the word, where are you? It was so vibrant, but everything felt slightly off. You looked to your left, and there was what seemed like a neigborhood. And you look to your right, and in the distance there was what apeared to be a train station. Maybe someone at the neigborhood could help you? Or you could catch a train back home? Which do you choose?