You wake up in the woods, without any recollection of how you arrived there. You walk for miles and miles, the day turning to night. Eventually, voices drift over to your position, causing you to take a step towards the tents and lanterns. A few men notice you, muttering things to other men, obviously dumbfounded as to why there's a kid this deep into the mountains. A gentle hand is placed on your shoulder, and you look up at the man. He has honey blond hair, chocolate eyes and a southern twang to his words when he speaks.

"You lost, darlin'?"