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~Lisa's POV
When I opened my eyes, everything felt blurry. My head hurt, and my body felt heavy, like I had been asleep for a hundred years. The air around me smelled strange, like smoke and old wood. I blinked a few times and sat up slowly, groaning.
"Where… where am I?" I whispered, rubbing my head.
The place was small, just one room, with a roof that looked like it would fall apart if the wind blew too hard. The walls were made of mud and sticks, and there was a mat under me, rough against my skin. My heart started to pound. The last thing I remembered was darkness.
"Hello?" I called softly, looking around.
No answer. The hut was empty.
I pushed myself up, my knees weak, and that was when I smelled it, smoke. It was faint at first, then stronger. I coughed, waving my hand in front of my face. It was coming from somewhere behind the hut. My throat burned, and my stomach made a small growl. I hadn't eaten in, how long? I didn't even know.
