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he helped me into this cabin. it wasn't a big cabin but it wasn't small. it was a good size. just one floor but there might be a basement.

the room we walked into was what i'm guessing is the living room. it had a couch, a coffee table, and a tv stand but there wasn't a tv on it. there was a radio on it. it was turned down low but i could hear faint music coming from it.

the guy lead me to the couch and I sat without hesitation. my legs hurt from running and falling. the couch was surprisingly comfy, it looked old but it was very comfy. he then moved the coffee table closer to the couch and carefully placed hurt foot on it so it was up.

"stay put i'm going to get stuff to fix your ankle," he said softly. it almost made me calm but it still sent a shiver down my spine.

he walked out of the room to a room off the side of the room i'm in. maybe to a bathroom, i don't know. i took this time to look around.

from where i am i could see a kitchen, it looked clean. so that's good. then again the whole house is clean. he must be a clean freak.

the kitchen looked like a decent size. it wasn't huge but just enough for one person. then again there is only one person living here.

it looked like there was a decent sized fridge, a small stove, a table and two chairs, a few cupboards above and then the counter with a small sink. looks like a window is in there as well.

next i looked around to see if i could see any other rooms. i couldn't but i did see the hallway that the guy that brought me here went too.

speaking of that guy he came back with a type of medical fabric that will probably end up on my ankle, a wet cloth, and what looks to be a bottle of pills.

"take two of those pills. they should help with the pain," he said in such a soft tone i barely heard him and handed me the bottle. he got to work on my ankle as i opened the bottle and took two pills out of it.

"may i have a glass of water?" i asked as it looked like the guy finished with my ankle. with a small nod he was on his way to the small kitchen. i heard the water run from the sink and heard the faint sound of a door closing.

he was back within a minute with a semi small cup filled halfway with water and an ice pack. he gave me the glass and put the ice pack on my ankle.

i quickly took the pills and washed them down with the water. i didn't realize i was extremely thirsty and ended up drinking all the water.

"what is your name?" i heard the guy say, he is pretty quiet but it sounds like he hasn't talked in awhile.

"(Name)," i responded. "yours?" i asked. i mean it's the right way once you tell someone your own name.

"interesting," he said very quietly, i almost didn't hear him. "Jack, the names Jack."
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