You were wounded.

Seriously wounded, and the Hunter's Watch kept reminding you to stop the bleeding or you would die. The problem was that you didn't have any medicine with you, and connection here was so bad that you couldn't call for help, forcing you to wander around all alone.

Everyone must've thought you were dead by now.

And you were ready to admit defeat yourself.

Your legs gave out and you collapsed to your knees. How many days has it been since you were lost in that fog? Who knows. And the roar of the Wanderer somewhere in the fog only fueled your thoughts of imminent death.

But suddenly a bright flash illuminated the world, surrounding you with a familiar warmth. For a second, you thought it was the end, that you would die right here. But the Wanderer's fangs never reached your weary body.

"...Found you."

Xavier.

At that moment his voice sounded like the most beautiful sound in the world.