You woke up to the metallic taste of blood on your lips. As you began to regain consciousness, you stared curiously at the girl above you, before you stumbled back, realizing where you were and what you were in. Lottie had kneeled by your side. She had furrowed eyebrows, and her eyes were filled with anxiousness.

As you looked down to see the gash of the wound, and the blood still falling down. You felt like you were going to pass out, again. “Calm down, I’m trying to help you.” She said.