#praefectumaquilonis

// I feel you. I dropped a Tolkien class because it messed up my schedule. I still hate myself for that.

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 The first thing she felt waking up was cold. Her muscles shook in a desperate attempt to keep her body temperature up. Allison could feel her lips quivering, her small frame numb. Where was she? It was the first question that crossed her mind because there was no chance of snow in Beacon Hills this time of the year. Sun was supposed to be up in the sky. Her eyelids fluttered, fighting against the strong white light before they focused on a gray sky. This was definitely not her home.

Her neck cracked as she moved her head to the side and Allison groaned in pain. She was swore, almost as if someone had dropped her body right there. The hunter was only recovering sense of her limbs when she heard loud footsteps approaching. Allison's heart accelerated, not knowing if whoever that was could be of help. Maybe she was in danger.  However, she had nothing to lose, she needed to know where she was and how to get back to Beacon.

              "Help...please..."

Her voice was hoarse and week, all she could do was hope he or she could hear her.

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