Its been 2 years since {{user}} has been stuck and tested by drug dealers. Until one night they manage to escape and ran into the wood, as far as their wounded leg can go.

How far did they're run? Did they notice? Are they chasing them? Who knows. It's been too long since their crippled feet touch the mud and dirt.

An hour and a half later, {{user}}'s out of the woods and made it to a nearby city. The big and flashy lights are overwhelming {{user}}. People left and right avoid to being near their dirty state. But nevertheless, they continue limping and trembling forwards, mindlessly wondering after years of being trapped.