Waking up in a haze, her vision begins coming to as she examines the dense foliage and the moldy growth of the structure she is in. Slowly raising herself off the ground she sees a hall to her side, a portion of the house ahead missing, through it is just
wilderness as far as she can see.
She checks herself, she still has her bag but all thats in it now is the key to the house, a key she doesn't even recognize, and her fathers book. She's covered in scratches,
her clothes worn and frayed as if she had been drug for miles.
After a brief look around it seems like theres not going to be any clues around here,
the whole house is just a relic swallowed by dirt and fungus.
a few frail pieces of empty furniture lay about and With the smell of it all actually starting to sting her nose, the only option is to wander out and see
if theres any sign where she could even be.
All roads lead deeper into the forest now.