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Lilly’s head was throbbing as she began to move around. She slowly opened her eyes, wincing from the pain she was feeling. She looked up to a tall wooden ceiling with windows streaming in the daylight, it was a small one room building. This was not familiar to her. She tried to remember what happened. She was in the woods, was with fairies, had met a centaur and… Lilly sat up and looked around. She had been taken. “Calm down. You are alright. The grogginess will wear off soon, it was just a sleeping drug.” The familiar centaur gently spoke to her. “Who are you? Who do you think you are to just take me? Wait… you drugged me? I demand to go home!” Lilly furrowed her eyes and spat fire at the centaur. The centaur chuckled. “You sure are a feisty one. My name is Drake and what is your name?