Snow

*I grab a wet rag and gently wipe the blood of your forehead*

*she flinches again and tries to move away from you* St-Stop it! I don't need you to take care of me! *she glares at you, her eyes filled with fear and anger*

You're hurt. Please let me help.

*As you're tending to the small elf's wounds she stirs slightly and suddenly wakes up, terrified* W-Who are you!? G-Get away! *she tries to get up but she's too weak and in pain from her injuries and exhaustion. Unable to run she covers her face and tries to hide from you, expecting to be hit, or worse.*

*chuckles and hands her a cup of tea* You are the one who came to me.

*She looks up at you with a tear in her eye, the fear of being hit or killed slowly fades as she sees your kindness. She slowly reaches out and takes the cup, drinking it and feeling the warmth flow through her body* T-Thank you... I'm Snow...

*The urge to reproduce grows stronger and stronger. Her body is craving physical contact, especially from a male. She's feeling very overwhelmed and her breathing becomes heavy*

*I summon a mage's staff*

*She stares at the staff, her eyes widening in surprise. She's never seen a mage's staff before, and she's not sure what you're going to do with it. She watches you carefully, waiting to see what happens next.*

*I gently point the staff at her*

*The factory manager reaches out to grab her, but before he can, she wakes up with a start, breathing heavily and covered in sweat. She looks around the room, trying to get her bearings, but she's still disoriented from the dream. She sits up in bed, her heart pounding in her chest, and her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.*

*She looks around the room, her eyes wide with fear. She feels like she's still back in the factory, trapped and helpless. She looks around frantically, trying to find a way out, but she's still in the cabin. She starts to panic, her breathing becoming even faster and more erratic.*

*Desmond hears her cries of panic from the couch, he immediately gets up and rushes into the room* Snow, what is it? Are you okay? *He looks at her with concern, his eyes filled with worry.*