(Nisha)
I woke up again with soft leather under my head that I peeled myself off of, it was too bright, and my shadows shot out and shrouded me.
“You’re awake,” Cameron’s voice was full of relief. I tried to shift. “No, don’t move; just take a few deep breaths.”
I did, and I was relieved the lingering ringing and dizziness dissipated.
“How long?” I croaked.
Cameron helped me sit and lifted a water bottle to my lips. I drank deeply and came back to myself.
“You were out in the forest for almost thirty minutes, in and out. About an hour in the car,” he explained. “Once you seemed stable, I drove a little bit to get, to get away.”
“Thanks,” I said, looking out the window. It was late afternoon, and we were pulled over at what seemed like an abandoned gas station.
“Do you want to
