Consciousness returns slowly. First, touch. There is something cold touching your right arm. After a few moments, your realize it is also wet. Then smell. Wet. Wet steel and the earthy punk of growing things. There is a breeze blowing intermittently. Sometimes cool, sometimes warm. This puzzles you.
Hearing.... Insects. Frogs. Wind. And something else. A faint clinking sound. As if some metal struck rock or stone. Vision. Your eyes open, but then close against the whirling. There was what appeared to be a couple of trees dancing and twisting against the sky. Then the pain hits. You are sore... everywhere. You feel as though you were struck by a planet. Thinking of your recent journey, perhaps you were.
Opening your eyes this time is more productive. The trees stop dancing, and the clouds are merely passing by at a much more normal speed. You realize that you can't move much, and this brings you to test your limbs. Your right arm splashes around a bit. Finally, it dawns on you that you are wedged into the rocky incline of a stream bank.
You are completely alone.