1 :in the wilderness

Holding onto her favorite flower knit sweater, Tammy was huddled in the dirt, tears streaming from her worry-stricken face. She could feel the cold sweat starting to take over.

All she could remember was a friend chatting and laughing in her room when someone called from outside the window, only for time to skip and warp leaving Tammy with just enough knowledge to know to stay hidden and that something awful was now happening.

Even with a pounding heart beat pulsing throughout her entire being, Tammy's senses were heighten. Every light breeze that made its way through the trees, every small snap of a twig, sounded like the woods were threatening to make contact with her thin and pale flesh, left her shaking.

'Vulnerable' felt like an absolute understatement to the experience Tammy was feeling. She whimpered at the speed in which the sun was setting. Darkness enveloping everything around her.

The only coherent thought Tammy could finish was, "Where am I?"