Laa Laa sat near a fire she had started, the wind was surprisingly cold under the dusk that befell the outskirts, and she wasn't feeling good, literally all her friends are dead, and now she doesn't even know where she is.

"In a single hour, my life has been completely fricked." Laa Laa mutters to herself, bringing her knees to her chest, she felt sick for whatever reason, everything ached. "Please, just be a bad dream." She says, but she knows it isn't, this all felt way too real.