As you near a state of total consciousness, your concentration is broken by the sound of someone yelling "Four!".
Sitting up you catch a glimpse of yourself in the dirt-streaked mirror across the room. Panic begins to set in as you realize the face staring back at you is not your own, but that of Carl Spackler, the assistant groundskeeper at... Hey, wasn't that Mrs. Crane's voice you heard yelling "Four!" ?...