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Robin woke with an intense headache. The last thing he remembered was going to his car after having dinner with a friend. He also remembered being hit in the back of the head. Suddenly his hand went up to touch the lump on his head. He hissed at the stinging feeling, and when he pulled his hand away, he saw a little bit of blood. The fact that it was still fresh, meant he hadn't been hit too long ago.

The chill of night woke Flora from her sleep. When her eyes opened, she could barely see what was in front of her, but she knew by feel that she was not in her room. She'd been sleeping on the ground, in a heavily wooded area, and judging just from smell, it wasn't the forest in Rockhall.

Standing up, Flora didn't bother brushing the debris from herself. Her mind was set on finding out where she was. None of the trees were familiar, and there was no path for her to follow. Slightly scared, she did the only thing she could think of. 

There was never anything good that came from waking up and not knowing where you were. A splitting headache, and the distinct feeling that something was wrong.

Terrance woke up to the blinding sunlight, and the feeling of water hitting his legs at regular intervals. Trying to sit up, his weight caused him to sink into something warm, and grainy. When he was able to open his eyes, and let them adjust, he looked down and found that he had been laying in sand.

It had been a long time since Kelley Mills had been in Rockhall. Her family had moved years ago, but now she was an adult, making her own life decisions, and of course, everything was bringing her back to the place she called home.

Gripping the steering wheel tightly, she grinned. This was it. This was home. And being back home felt better than the blonde could've ever previously imagined.

Of course, with all the excitement came adrenaline, and with adrenaline, she may have gone an eensy teensy bit over the speed limit. But this was Rockhall! Who cared, right?

Lila sighed out. What was she doing on this part of town? She almost never found herself in Searbrooke. What would her sister say if she found her here? Shaking her head of these thoughts, she continued walking.

She breathed in the air around her, and smelled the fresh food coming from the bakery. Grinning, she made her way quickly into the little shop.

A few moments later she found herself leaving  the shop, her arms filled with bread. Before she realized what was  happening though, she had tripped, and dropped the bags she had been carrying.