You didn't know how long you had been running, but your legs screamed for rest. The trees passed you in a blur, and your backpack slapped against your back with each stride. Eventually, you couldn't run anymore, and you collapsed next to a rock, leaning on it and beginning to sob. You didn't know what to do. Suddenly, a woman in a white tank top and brown hair stepped up beside you, looming over the sobbing heap that was yourself. "Need some help?" she asked, her voice low and soft.