You slowly wake up laying on the forest floor. Your muscles are screaming at you, and the dry leaves on the ground rustle with every move you make. A young man no more than his early twenties stares down at you intensely, waiting for you to awake. He kneels and studies you as you wake up. You try to sit up quickly, but your head swims. “Whoah, hey. It’s alright. Take it slow.” He says gently, placing his hand on your shoulder. “Easy.”
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28/04/2024