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	Luce was very tired. Her entire body was sore from those damn tree branches wrapping around her legs. She was still so confused and dazed with all this; she needed to lay down. She walked over to the cupboard, or whatever that thing was, and grabbed the blankets the old woman had mentioned. The whole time she was walking, she could feel the old woman's gaze on her. It felt heavy. This old woman must hold a great deal of responsibility. 
	Whatever that flash of green light was, it had had a strange effect on her. It had in a way, calmed her down. She wondered what had happened to the other figure lying next to her when she first woke up. Had he been tied up by the tree branches she escape from? Was there any way out for him? Something told her that she didn't want to know. She was just glad she had escaped when she had. Maybe she should follow old people more often. . . 
	Luca laid out the blankets on the rotting wood floor and used her arm as a pillow. She wasn't sure how long she had to sleep, but she was grateful for every second she would get.