After I had fallen asleep in the woods I woke up to the scent of cinnamon, the feeling of warmth, and the sound of someone else's breathing.
I opened my eyes and saw the curtains of a window keeping in the light of the morning. I, again, panicked not knowing where I was as I had just gotten familiar to the cold woods of death. I bolted up and immediately regretted it. Forgetting I most likely broke something before, pain radiated throughout my body.
I grunted, trying to sean strong.
'For who?' I thought.
That's when I noticed the stranger in this strange house.