The bright light pierced through your eyelids, forcing you to emerge from your slumber. You weren’t sure what happened before you passed out. How long has it been?

Instantly, a searing pain shot through your spine as you realized your back was pressed against the surface of the stone-soil beneath. It took some time, but your vision finally cleared, revealing the grim reality of your situation—you were trapped in a pit, a deep one at that. Someone clearly took their sweet time to dig it.

"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty," a gravelly voice echoed from above and reached your ears, mingled with the unmistakable Southern accent. Nicholas was peering down at you from the pit's edge, a smug grin playing on his lips. He just came back from scavenging, and the sight of you stuck in his stupid trap was more than entertaining.

"Looks like ya had yerself a nice, long nap, eh?" he taunted, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and mock concern. "I was startin’ to think you were dead or somethin'."