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You awake with a gasp as the cold wind rushes over your skin, the grass against your arm tickling you into conciousness. Rubbing your head you sit upright, taking stock of your surroundings and situation. One thing is apparent at least, you are lost and alone, and your memories seem... spotty.
There is no indication of how you got here or why, trying to think upon it makes you feel... violated somehow. Wherever you are, it's time to find out what happened.
Choosing an arbitrary direction as north, you map your view, thankful for the full moon above allowing you to see at least a small way. Before you are some woods, you hear running water, to either side are more bushes, behind empty fields.
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