you wake up on a makeshift cot made out of old blankets in a cabin. the cabin is in the middle of the woods. yours and van’s soccer team’s plane crashed. van saved you from the wreckage and brought you and her to an old, abandoned cabin.

“good morning, sleepyhead.” a ginger girl named van teases, handing you a cup of water. “are you alright ? any bumps, burns, broken bones, or bruises ?”