Darren
I awoke to the sensation of Lourdes still wrapped around me, her arms clinging to me like a vine. I gently and cautiously removed her hands, trying not to wake her. It was a strange and somewhat awkward situation, and I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I stood up and tried to put some distance between us, even though the confines of the cabin didn't offer much space.
As I was grappling with the situation, there was an urgent knock on the door. Startled, I quickly moved to open it. There stood one of the doctors from the neighboring cabin, his expression a mix of anxiety and distress.
"Darren," he began, his voice tense, "we're in trouble. Last night's heavy storm wreaked havoc in the secluded area. Many houses are damaged, and there are numerous injuries. We need all the
