She lay there comatose, vulnerable and oblivious to the fact that she was in the middle of a global terror. 

As she began to regain consciousness, she noticed something was wrong. Her mind felt blank as though someone had erased fragments of her memory. She winced as the dead blades of grass grazed an open wound on her leg. Her eyes darted back and forth as she scanned her surroundings; she was in a forest.

 She released a sigh of relief as she noticed a man in the distance. “Hello! Can you help me?” She called out. No response. The forest was silent as though trying to warn her of something. She grabbed onto a tree and lifted herself up and limped towards the figure. The man stood still, almost lifeless; giving no response to her cry for help. Her gut told her to stop, but she continued; not having any other choices.