“Strangers are just people that you haven’t made friends with yet…”
Awaking to the scent of cinnamon surrounding her, Lavender immediately became aware of her surroundings. Having been in a place unfamiliar, she knew it would be wise to learn small details in case she were to need them for anything in the future. But as she had gotten up to move, she had a strong ache soar throughout her left leg and pump to a few fingers on her right hand. While trying to understand what had happened, she took note of the details of her injuries, allowing herself the chance to rebuild her memory as it had existed foggy at best. She could recall the fight with a shadowy figure, but was unable to remember who that man had been, and instead, recalled the car’s headlights focusing on her as it also glistened
