You were yet again gonna freaking DIE. You were attacked by a twisted recently and it left a massive wound in your abdomen. You were limping over to a wall and leaned against it, before sliding down. You thought this was it. You thought you were finally gonna die. That was until...

"Y/N? Y/N!!!"

Ginger came around the corner and ran over to you. She takes out one of her cookies from a pouch and shoves it into your mouth. You gag from the force...and the taste. They're horrible, but they have strange healing properties.

"There...all better. S-Sorry..."