You wake up in the morning, rested.

You slowly come back to consciousness, wrapped up in your sleeping bag in the cold, dark ranger cabin, with shafts of light shining through small caps in the roof. Shimmying out of the bag, you begin the process of folding it up properly, for storage into the compact survival kit. To protect yourself from the morning cold, you decide to keep wearing the reflective thermal blanket as an improvised cloak. {if TornClothes =True} Plus, you can use it to cover up the parts of your body visible through your damaged clothing.{endif} It'll make staying hidden nearly impossible, but that's not your biggest concern right now.

{if WolfmanRape =True}You don't want to go outside again after the events of last night. You feel used and ****, two feelings you've never really been prepared for. But given the alternative is to stay here, and wait for your **** to come back again tonight, you push those feelings aside.{endif} Clutching your blanket close to your body, you shove the sofa away from the entrance with a slide of your foot, then apply a swift kick to the center of the door, splintering it off its hinges. You never plan to come back here, after all.

The freezing morning air hits you like a wall of ice, but you grit your teeth and push through into the bright forest outdoors. Thankfully, your navigation system remembers the correct direction, helpfully pointing you towards the town you spotted last evening. You set about following it, making slow progress through the thick plantlife.