The Inn

"Wake up," someone said, shaking me. I opened my eyes. I wasn't in the hospital-type room anymore. Now I was in what looked like a small room at an inn. "Who are you?" I asked the muscular man leaning over me. "My name is Davis. Don't you remember? You must have hit your head harder than I thought." "Davis? I don't remember ..." I looked down at myself. "What? What's happened to me?" I had breasts. I was a woman! "Nothing happened to you. Except for that fall. I told you that tree-climbing wasn't the best thing to do, especially for a girl like you." "I'm not a girl." He laughed. "Well, of course you are." He looked at me closer. "You know what? Maybe you should rest a little more. Maybe your memory will start coming back. I'll be back in an hour or so." "Wait. Where are you going?" I asked. "I have a date with a dragon," he said, grabbing a sword near the entrance to the room. Then he left, leaving me comepletely confused at what had happened to me.