Alison froze when she heard a voice speak, though she tried to struggle from the people holding her down, it seemed to fail. What was she going to do? What should she say?<span style="font-style: italic">Am.. Am I going to die? W-What should I do?</span>she thought, staring up at the person who was looking down at her. Alison tried to remain calm where she was, though she felt uncomfortable right now. Just them holding her down, limited her on space and movement. Something she didn't like, something she would fix now. She moved her head over to the left, and bit the guy's arm, hard until he let go. Then she did the same to the guy on the right. When her arms were free, she sat up and shoved the third guy away, scooting back until her back was against the tree. Alison sat there under the tree, staring ahead at the figures. What trouble has she gotten herself into?