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Opening my eyes, I woke in my nice warm bed. I pulled myself up and staggered down the hallway to get breakfast. The smell of bacon, eggs, and sausages made my mouth water as they were all my favorite foods.

Staggering across the broken bark, pine needles, and leaves, I spy for anything that seems even remotely familiar. The wind whips my hair into a flurry, also stinging my eyes intensely. Shaky footsteps turn into a brisk run in darkness as trees bow under the rushing air. I cry out for someone, something, but nothing. Crack. Hearing sticks behind me break sends shivers through me. Was this the end?