I jolt awake as a hear glass shatter in the room next to me. My clock says 11:12, and I look outside through my window on the fifteenth floor in the middle of the city. They had placed me up here so I wouldn't be able to run away again. The sound of screaming, yelling, and general chaos resonates through the building. I try to get up to see what is going on outside, but my bed sheets are frozen solid. I look around and realize that my entire bed is frozen, along with the floor and wall around it. Seeing my new body, I don't panic or do anything I would be expected to do. Instead, I realize that it's just a dream and go back to sleep. Five minutes later I wake up to the same noises that I heard earlier. My thought process went somewhere along the lines of:
"The world is crazier than usual today.
I must be dreaming.
But I'm not dreaming.
I want hamburgers.
I should probably do something about this."
So, after some struggling with the frozen blankets, I get up out of bed and set out to find hamburgers, but reorganize my priorities before I go out of my room. Eventually it dawns on me that I'm actually not dreaming as I look in the mirror at myself. Instead of seeing a regular human, I see a large dragon staring back at me. "This can't be happening..." I say to myself as I slowly back away from the mirror. "This isn't happening." I hear yelling in the hallway outside my door and turn around, accidentally smashing my tail through the wall and creating a huge hole overlooking most of the city. The footsteps in the hallway are coming closer to my door, and I soon realize that someone is trying to break it down. I wasn't sure I wanted to find out who was on the other side, but my only other escape was through the hole in my wall, fifteen stories above the pavement. Looking in the mirror again, I see this new body does have some advantages as it has wings.

I walk to the edge of what used to be my wall, and look down. I can hear the wind blowing through the city, creatures fighting in the streets, and screaming everywhere. Somehow, this along with a fifteen story drop bothers me less than whoever is trying to knock down my door, so I make my smartest decision all day and jump out of the building. For the first half second, everything seems to slow down. For that single moment it's almost as if I'm just suspended in midair, I don't hear the chaos below, only my own breath. Then reality kicks in and I begin to plummet headfirst toward my doom. Only a second before I hit the ground, my wings instinctively spread out long enough for me to glide/crash into an alley before hitting my head on a brick wall and knocking myself unconscious.