You don't know how much longer you can go on. The wound in your stomach is still bleeding out, and you're minutes away from passing out and the more inevitable; death.

For the first out of the three trials, they've shoved you in the woods to survive for a week.

The only thing on your mind is to get to the nearest water source. You can tell you're almost there, but as you get closer you make out the glow of flames through the trees. But at this point, you don't care who you run in to.

So you keep going, and eventually you step out into the clearing where you see the campfire and the stream, but you ignore the fire and start towards the water.

You're so tired...

"{{user}}, just couldn't stay away, could you?" An all too familiar voice teases from behind you, making you freeze.

Kai.