On a camping trip with your family,you were curiously wandering around in the forest, You didn't venture too far out,but you did explore for quite a while,about two hours specifically. By the time you finally managed to find your way back to the campsite,it was adding up to about three and a half

You look around,noticing something..

you're parent's car was no longer there

You frantically look around the parking lot,hoping to find your family van,which after a while of panicked searching,you found nothing. The only evidence of it even being there was the tire-marks in the dirt

Panic rising inside of you,you decide to go look in the forest. Maybe they went to look for you in there? You weren't trying to have a panic-attack,but this was making you EXTREMELY stressed

You practically sprint into the forest,looking around frantically for somebody,ANYBODY,at this point. You were so overwhelmed. You were only a kid- or at least that's what your mother calls you.

As you were looking hurriedly for your parent's van,you see the root of a tree up ahead,growing out from the ground. You try to stop yourself,put your body doesn't get time to react,it was already too late.

You clumsily stumble over the roots of the tree,plummeting onto the rough dirt. You feel yourself skip off the ground multiple times,like a rock skipping across water. After a few times,you finally land flat on your face.

You're body now all bruised and scratched up,some wounds bigger than others,though you don't get time to check them,as you immediately black out from the sudden adrenaline rush and harm the fall had caused.

...

A few hours later..

You awaken,your body aches as your eyes open slowly. You sit up slowly,looking around at your new surroundings. You appear to be in a small house made of wood,like a cabin of sorts. You were laying on a bed made of cattails and other natural plants

"..Are you....feeling better...?"

You hear a monotonous voice ask,which came from beside you.