~Build a Story~

As she stood nervous, but relieved it was all an illusion, she closed her eyes. She concentrated on something other than where she was. She began sorting thoughts in her mind, trying to recall the last few days. When she opened her eyes, she was standing at the door of a small wood-and-stone framed cottage. She looked all around her and noticed there were no walls of flesh and no hard stone flooring covered in dried blood. All around her was the cool forest breeze, the sounds of birds chirping happily, rodents playing in the nearby bushes, and the beautiful smell of wet dirt from a light morning shower. She focused on the cottage in front of her.