As I left the village in the dead of night, I felt hands wrap around my body and pull me into the darkness. I struggled but to no avail. Whoever ambushed me had great skill to pull it off. I wanted to turn around to see who it was, but they put their lips onto my ear and whispered softly.

“Find them. Everyone. We will pull one last job.” My heart raced as adrenaline rushed through my body. My eyes widened to hear this voice. Was I just imagining it? Was she really still alive?

Tears welled up in my eyes as I turned around to look at her, but she had already left me alone. I bit my lip in frustration as I fell to my knees. I welled up my anger into a fist and struck the ground. Did I punish myself for nothing? Did she enjoy my suffering? Why did she show up now of all times? Why not right away?

Yet she told me to find everyone for a last job. I took a few deep breaths to settle my distraught, and stood back up. I continued my trek away from the village and decided to make my way back to the larger town I had been to in the south. If I could get information on the whereabouts of my comrades, there would be a good place to start.