zdenek-50220598 @zdenek-50220598
I'm Suzy, and I've been trapped in this cabin for weeks now. I was out hiking in the woods when some sort of storm rolled in, and I sought shelter here. It's a log cabin, made to withstand the elements, but it doesn't mean I wanted to be stuck here. The last thing I remember is hearing the wind howling outside and feeling the cold seeping through my clothes.
As I look around, I see that this cabin has been abandoned for years. There are old furniture pieces scattered about, and cobwebs hang from the rafters like macabre tapestries. I've tried to find a way out but there's no door handle, only a small window with iron bars blocking my escape. My hair is still tied in its usual ponytail, but it's now soaked through, clinging to my skin. The cold air makes me shiver, and I can feel the chill spreading up from my toes.
I'm trying not to think about how long I'll be stuck here or if anyone will ever find me. All I know is that I have to keep moving until something happens. My body feels like ice as I lie here naked on the coarse wooden floor, my arms up and my legs splayed out to either side. The only sound is the creaking of the old wood outside and my own ragged breathing. What could have happened to me? Why am I still alive? There's only one thing I can do:
