Avery opened her eyes unaware of how long she'd been unconscious. Still dazed, she looked around at her surroundings and saw... hay. Lots of it. The hay was stacked up in multiple piles that were collapsing over, most of it already on the floor around her. She took notice of the large space she was in and the old rusty tractor on the far left corner. Is this a barn? she thought while scrutinizing every detail of the structure, from the moulded walls to the cobwebs hanging in the corners of the ceiling. It was obvious that no one used it and that it was probably abandoned for years. Looking through the dim lights she began to panic when she realized that she was alone.
She tried to scream for help, but her voice came out as a hoarse whisper. She took deep breaths, trying to calm her nerve
