June shivered visibly, hugging a pillow in silence, though even this measure of security did no good this morning. His eyelids fluttered momentarily as he sat up letting go of what was his companion in a dream and was now only a pillow once more. "Where... am I...." He spoke in only a whisper, as he usually would, even when not so tired as this and with eyes open or a mind unclouded. His body felt cold, usually he was resistant to cold due to his nature, but not this morning... something was amiss. Slipping from the covers he examined a light blue room, though its walls faded. A desk, and some paper (along with writing implements of a varied sort) were all that was here besides his bed.
Much to his dismay, his mind suddenly came back to him, and a grogginess that had haunted his vision only moments before now ceased to exist. "Where... am I!?" Moving forwards and nearly tripping over himself June pulled at the door in frustration before it finally opened, he turned right seeing nothing but an empty hall, however turning quickly left he managed to smash head first into someone else. Falling backwards June landed with a thud, but no sound of agony escaped his lips, only a perplexed expression, as his situation left him puzzled beyond true thought.