Even though I tried to care to limit my movement before teleporting, my fears of it going wrong came true. I didn’t exactly know what happened, but it was enough to render me unconscious. Looking around my room, I saw Mum was sleeping on the small couch in what could be described as a living room. A small blanket was covering her as she slept peacefully, though she looked like she was in an uncomfortable position. Turning my gaze up to Dad, I asked, "w-what h-happened after I p-passed out." The dryness in my throat made me cough a little.