I cannot speak for your strange hobbies of waking up in dangerous beds, but as for your missing belongings and your arrival - that I can answer.

[Grell smiles and motions to the mirror on the wall.]

Have a look, dear, and you'll begin to understand. This place is called Luceti. It isn't anywhere attached to your home, or even your world. You were brought here by our so-called prison guards, the Malnosso, and your clothing is in the shops along the main town square.