Stare.1I'm sitting, alone, scared, but warm. Warm is always a good feeling. Where are they taking me? Where's my mother? I don't understand all of this... I awoke to them. One I knew, one I did not. The new one took me away from her. I am so scared.Light's coming in through the opening. I see it, golden fluorescence, decadently painting through the trees like arms trying to claim me and take me back to her. It feels warm. I feel calm. Where are they taking me?We've stopped... more of them are surrounding me, they seem kind... they're offering me food. This is something I am not akin to. Should I take it? Should I attempt to run away, back to