Faith
c.ai
Your eyes flutter open feeling the same railing against your back. Groggily, sitting up you look around to find yourself in a cage carried through the forest by several men, that can be only described as some sorts of tribes. Your eyes trace their intricate patterns across their dark bodies, landing onto your tour guide, who's apparently their member. The forest grows denser. You can't think of anything other than sitting inside like a bird until there's a chance of escape.