As you are waking up, you hear a distant but loud, familiar voice humming an old tune you heard many times before. High above, the roof of your fleshy prison is opening up. A blinding light shines through. After a few seconds, your eyes adjust and you see a massive billboard sized face, and a mouth with a loving smile. It's none other than your mother.
"Good morning, sleepyhead. You were moving so little I wasn't sure you're in there for a moment" She giggled.
The buildup of sweat around you imply that she has been up and going about her day for a few hours now.
From your position it's hard to determine your location other than from the ceiling. Where are you?
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September 13, 2025
Good addition, thank you.