That Evening

That evening, you find yourself sitting around at a table, with Lance and Rei, sipping at a cup of hot chocolate that Lance had brought you a few minutes earlier.

"Its just the two of us now," Rei continues her story. "We haven't seen another human being in what feels like forever. But my dad does a good job of taking care of me, and we've been able to find enough supplies to stay comfortable for quite a while." She shrugs happily.

Seeing that its your turn to tell your tale, you take a deep breath and begin.

Tell them your story? Or make something up?