Ah, you're finally awake (Skyrim Blundering)

I woke up in the morgue today. I don't think I was dead. I mean, I could have been. Necromancy has made great strides these past years, but all my bits are still in place (ladies), so I'm fairly certain I wasn't dead. Once the mortician stopped screaming, me and her had a nice chat. Apparently, her father (who's dead) had this knife and she wanted to take it to this other guy in Windhelm (she wrote Whiterun on my map though). She seemed like a nice enough lady, so I'm traveling with her to Whiterun.

But... I can't help but feeling I've forgotten about something. Like there was something really important and the fate of the whole world rested on my shoulders.

I'm sure it was nothing.