Ariah pov
I wake up from what can only be described as a bizarre dream, well, actually more of a nightmare. I roll over, wanting to find comfort in the arms of one of my mates, but instead, all I am met with is cold, empty sheets. Rolling to the other side, I am greeted with the same. Panic starts to take hold as I sit up, rubbing my eyes, trying to focus on my surroundings. That's when it hits me. I'm not in my bed! Looking around the room, I notice how small it is, and I wonder who would live here. The walls feel all consuming with only a tiny window high up on the far wall, letting a small amount of light into the space.
I can't remember how I ended up here, unless.... unless that wasn't a dream!
Oh no! Last night, the forest and that figure..... they were real?
Throwing my legs
